After that, Ye Liu directed the bullock-cart back to the village. They would resume their purchase of tomatoes after lunch.
At home...
Liu Duo sat in her rocking chair, leisurely playing with Bai Xiaojiao. Occasionally, she would steal glances at her handsome husband, Ye Ling, who was revising their accounts not far away. It was certainly a picture of bliss.
"Ling, how heavy do you think Xiaojiao is right now?" she asked him.
It had been a few months since they got Bai Xiaojiao home, and it had since grown from a barely weaned kitten to a fat, fluffy cat.
Ye Ling glanced over at Bai Xiaojiao and smiled. "I'm guessing it should be about three jin or four. Why don't we give it a weigh?"
"Sure." Liu Duo nodded and carried the cat over to Ye Ling.
And then, the two began to measure Bai Xiaojiao's weight.
They placed the cat in the bamboo basket, but it started to mew out of nervousness when it could no longer feel the stability of the ground.
