The pavilion is now Zhou Xuan's new home,
the five senior brothers, Zhao Wuya, Yun Ziliang, Little Fuzi, have already set up a luxury bamboo hut outside the pavilion. The bamboo hut is two stories high, complete with bamboo chairs, bamboo stools, and wooden tables.
When Zhou Xuan arrived, everyone was already enjoying a "Full Mountain Chicken Feast," steamed, boiled, stir-fried, so fragrant it made passersby stumble.
"Eating so early?"
Zhou Xuan sat at a wooden table on the first floor, looking at the decently lit bamboo hut, he praised, "Five senior brothers, you've done a great job setting up a new home so quickly?"
Five senior brothers, drenched in sweat, scooped a ladle of cool water from a ceramic jar, taking three big gulps before catching his breath, and said, "Ya Zi helped a lot, today I came to realize."
"Realize what?"
Zhou Xuan asked.
"That Ya Zi... don't mind his constant arguing, when it comes to work, he's really good."
"It feels like someone is praising me."
