บท 218: Natural is the best

That night, Wang Yao had a very strange dream. In the dream, he saw clouds, trees, licorices, dogs, and gods. That's right, gods!

The next morning, when he awoke, Wang Yao laid on his bed trying to recall what the dream was about. However, he found that although he had a vague impression of it, he could not remember what exactly transpired in the dream.

What a strange dream.

After his morning exercise, Wang Yao returned from the hilltop. As he was preparing breakfast, he received a call from Li Maoshuang.

"Are you back?"

"I am."

"When do you want your herbs? I've prepared the herbs you asked me to get. When should I deliver it over?"

"I'm home today; just deliver it to my house," Wang Yao replied.

"Okay."

"Once you've reached, give me a call."

At 9 am, Wang Yao received another call from Li Maoshuang. Li Maoshuang had arrived and parked his car at the village entrance. Wang Yao descended the hill.