The oil lamp's light struggled to fill the room upstairs.0

The calico cat scurried around the wooden floor, sniffing left and right. Meanwhile, Song You stood in the center of the room, looking around.0

The room upstairs was quite spacious. The wooden floor creaked with every step, and in some places, it even squeaked.0

There was a wooden bed and a table with a small stool—all made from the same kind of wood and similar in color. They were likely the original furnishings, and were sufficient for daily use.0

There was also a wide bench, which was clearly a later addition. It was probably purchased and put here at a later time by the current tenant.0

The previous tenant had left some bedding behind, which Heroine Wu hadn’t removed or discarded. She likely intended to leave it for the next tenant, possibly to increase the rent a little with this. However, Song You noticed an unpleasant smell on it and decided not to use it. For tonight, he would use a woolen mat to sleep on and cover himself with a fleece blanket and thin quilt. 0

He planned to go buy new bedding tomorrow and wash and store the woolen mat and blanket for future use. They might come in handy when he traveled east and north...0