Nie Qianyu grabbed Zhang Xiaohua's sleeve and asked, "Brother Ren, you've taken the trouble to bring us home. I can't thank you enough. However, won't you rest a while in our valley before leaving? Allow me to extend the hospitality obligatory of a host. What do you say?"
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the tiny hand clutching his sleeve, gave a bitter smile, and said, "Miss... Miss Nie, it's not that I don't want to stay. But I must attend to an urgent matter concerning the lives of my loved ones. I cannot afford any delay."
"Just a day, Brother Ren, only a day. Can you agree to it?"
Tears welled up in Nie Qianyu's eyes again.
