As Chen Lian rounded the corner of the alley, he came across an old man with a straw rack slung over his shoulder, adorned with brightly colored candied fruit skewers.
There were skewers of hawthorn, yam, frozen pear, apple, and crisp persimmon.
In Qingshui County, anything could be put on a stick and candied.
They were glazed with wild honey, attracting a dense swarm of bees that buzzed all around. The very sight was enough to make your mouth water.
Chen Lian hurried after the man, fished out two copper coins, and bought a candied hawthorn skewer. He found some steps to sit on, eating his treat while he waited for Li Cun to find him.
As for chasing after Chen De'an and his cousin, that was out of the question.
He absolutely wasn't going to chase after them. His grandmother had warned him time and time again not to ruin his cousin's marriage prospects. If he did, she'd cut off his allowance and leave him to starve at his private academy.
