The Two Realms Mountain.
Little Stone Mountain Town.
A thousand years have passed, yet the town remains unchanged from a millennium ago; everything as usual, still as usual.
At least in Mingyue's view, it appears to be so.
Following routine at the market, she buys some meat, eggs, and vegetables, carrying them back to the nursing home, busy for two hours, which is considered preparing lunch for the entire nursing home.
"Lunch is ready!" Mingyue shouts loudly.
Nowadays, the elderly men and women living in the nursing home are not the same elderly from a thousand years ago—this is something she hasn't mentioned in the High Heaven.
"Hmm, quite a feast indeed."
Leaning on a cane, the shaky Taibai Jinxing walks over, with a cheerful smile on his face, sitting down by the round table, not forgetting to massage his leg.
"Grandpa Taibai, are your old cold legs acting up again?"
"Yes, the weather has been gloomy lately."
