Once again, she hoisted the basket on her back. Su Yunduo put away the ache in her heart, shook her head and pursed her lips. Facing the cold wind, she bowed slightly, quickening her pace a little as she walked, somewhat unsteadily, along the country path.,I gazed upon the village ahead, shrouded in mist and drizzle. Turning my gaze back to the path I had come from, the thought of carving a mountain road behind my own house surged strongly within me once more.,Although the Su family and the Ning family were not close due to Su Yunduo's grandfather, whenever they met, Ning Zhongping would always give Su Yunduo and her younger brother some rare things. Unfortunately, these items were eventually taken by their cousin, Su Yunying.。