Su Ergou pointed behind. "Brother-in-law left slowly. He was afraid that something would happen to you, so he asked me to bring Wang Laizi over first."
Wei Ting's injuries had not completely healed. He still needed to lie in bed to recuperate. Occasionally, he would get off the ground and move around. He could only walk slowly with his walking stick.
When he went to Wang Laizi's house, he left in a hurry, and his leg was swollen in a short time.
On the way home, the snow fell harder. When Su Xiaoxiao found him, he was sitting on a large rock under the old pagoda tree, with his walking stick at the side.
Usually, this stone was a place for many villagers to chat and gossip. Su Xiaoxiao never felt that it was anything special, but tonight, when he sat down, she seemed to have an additional perspective of the place.
