Martial Cultivator Chapter 346: Regrets Are Often at the End

They said it was New Year's, but not every household was lively and festive. In a small tavern deep in a narrow alley, it was still deserted. The woman selling liquor had a complicated background. After experiencing that major disaster over a decade ago, she was now alone, with no family or friends left.

For the past dozen New Year's Eves, this woman who sold liquor would sit on the doorstep from morning to night. She would watch the outside scene, whether it was heavy snowfall or biting cold wind. When she truly could not see anyone on the street and heard the cheerful voices from neighboring houses, she would close the door, light a lamp, bring out a jar of the most intoxicating liquor, and then cry and laugh while drinking that jar of liquor alone. Finally, she would lie down on the table and sleep, spending one year after another.

But this year was different. In her small tavern, there was a man other than her, that Lord Song.

Originally, whether there was this Lord Song or not made no difference to this woman who sold liquor. However, as the outside light dimmed, almost becoming too dark to see, Lord Song spoke up and asked her to prepare some food.

The woman who sold liquor turned around, looking at Song Yingxu sitting at the table with a puzzled expression.

Song Yingxu smiled and said, "Consider this the last New Year in my life. I'd like to make it a bit more dignified."

The woman who sold liquor was momentarily stunned. She had intended to say something, but now she could not utter a word. She just got up silently and went to the kitchen. It was her first time cooking on New Year's Eve in all these years.

But this way, it did indeed bring a bit of human warmth to this tavern.

Not long after, the woman who sold liquor brought out some dishes. They were all home-cooked, including a stewed old hen.

"Lord Song, please don't look down on it."

The woman who sold liquor glanced at Song Yingxu and untied her apron.

Song Yingxu smiled and shook his head, looking at the ordinary dishes on the table. He sa

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