Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 132 - 133 Roof_1

Chapter 132: Chapter 133 Roof_1

With no mule carts to take us to Dajin Village, we had to go on foot, covering a distance of about twenty li on Mountain Road.

We heard the sound of gongs and drums as soon as we reached the foot of the mountain.

Following the sound, we arrived at the house of the birthday celebrant.

Their house was quite affluent with green bricks and tiles, similar to the village head’s house. The yard was big, big enough to accommodate at least a hundred people. But all the space was already taken by the guests, leaving the others to watch from atop the surrounding wall.

Nan Feng arrived late, with no wall space left. She considered climbing a tree, but even the shorter ones were occupied.

She walked around only to find out just like Aqiu said, the place was packed. Not only the locals from Dajin Village came but also from several surrounding villages. Some brought stools to stand on for a better view, some brought ladders, others brought ropes to secure themselves in the trees.

Nan Feng stared in amazement, indeed, every expert is born from the crowd.

Not only that, she heard someone from the tree calling, "Qizai, why are you only here now? Hurry up, father has been saving a spot since last night."

She saw a group at the wall discussing, "I’ve been in line since dawn, just as expected, so many people."

"Indeed, if you arrive a little later, you could only hear the sound. I’m from Dagang Village, what about you?"

"I’m from Dalian Village."

"..."

The sound of the drums got louder, indicating that the show was about to start. Those who had found the best viewing spots were delighted, their waiting had not been in vain. Those who didn’t find their spots were pacing around, more anxious than the next.

Nan Feng had also circled twice without finding a spot. She was pondering of choosing any spot to sit and just listen when a low voice suddenly rang beside her, "Nan Feng——"

Nan Feng hastily looked up, ecstatic, "Yes, Bro? You came to watch the show too?"

He nodded, "Yes."

"But there are no spots left, and no visibility."

Brother Yes seemed to have a plan, "Follow me."

Nan Feng knew Brother Yes would have a solution; otherwise, he wouldn’t be so confident.

She followed Brother Yes to the back of the celebrant’s house. All the people were stuffed in front of the house which left the backside empty.

"You don’t mean to watch from the rooftop, right?" Nan Feng asked.

Brother Yes nodded, "Indeed."

"..." Nan Feng glanced at the roof, it was a two-story building, with no climbing ropes.

"Should I give it a try and climb?" Nan Feng suggested, only fifty percent confident.

However, before her words finished, she suddenly felt a strong hand firmly encircling her waist.

"..."

Although it was deep winter, Nan Feng seemed to feel a current passing through her waist, abruptly shuddering.

But Brother Yes, apparently not noticing Nan Feng’s blushing face, propelled upwards with Nan Feng, first stepping on the protruding window ledge. With another push, they were lying on the rooftop.

Nan Feng could feel his warmth, like the morning sunshine.

"Brother Yes, you are amazing!" Nan Feng said.

Brother Yes made a "hush" gesture to Nan Feng, then naturally removed his hand from around her waist.

Nan Feng felt like something was taken away from her body, she was strangely disappointed.

Since they both lay prone, if you looked closely, you could probably see two heads on the roof. But the show was about to start, and no one noticed Nan Feng and Brother Yes.