The life of ordinary people has always been so simple.
A few minutes later.
Lynn returned to the village and walked straight back to his red brick house.
After a comfortable bath, he changed into a set of clothes and walked out of the wooden house.
At this moment.
The night had completely fallen.
Enveloping the entire sky and earth.
In the village, only a heavily burning bonfire remained, dispelling the darkness.
Beside the bonfire.
Under the care of the chef, a dozen fat whole pigs were being roasted to a golden brown.
Curls of pork fat kept bursting open, then flowed down the pork, the rich aroma of meat continuously circling and filling the noses and mouths of the villagers.
Their mouths watered, and they couldn't help swallowing.
The temptation of meat was simply too great for them.
On the iron table beside, piles of barley bread and pots of steaming hot various porridges were placed.
Fish and barley porridge, pork and barley porridge…
