It was half past eight on an autumn morning, and the sun was already beaming brightly even though the mist between the distant mountains hadn't yet dispersed, but Song Tan's modest yet prepared factory had officially begun its first day of operation—
Under the arbor in the courtyard, baskets of brown chestnuts and scattered piles of chestnuts were brimming with an abundance. Five aunts each carrying scissors and chatting came over; as soon as they entered the yard, they exclaimed with wide eyes:
"My goodness! It's so big!"
Indeed it was!
This big courtyard in the mountainous side was always a deserted wilderness, steep and hard to climb; not even the old men and women gathering firewood would come this way. And now, at first glance, impressive!
Lao Song's family has embarked on a big venture!
"Such a big yard, even bigger than that toy factory I visited two years ago!"
