Seeing her coming in, he smiled and greeted, "The food... is ready."
"Father, you should take a break too. Don't tire yourself out," Liu Sisi said, taking off her straw raincoat and bamboo hat.
"Alright, alright... I know." Father smiled and kept working on his weaving task as usual.
YingEr was rolling around on the temporary little bed, playing with a ribbon flower in her hand. As soon as she saw Liu Sisi coming, she immediately dropped the ribbon flower and ran over: "Mom! Where have you been? YingEr couldn't find you..."
"YingEr, be good and let go of Mom. I'm dirty and wet, be careful not to get your clothes damp."
"I won't let go! YingEr misses Mom."
YingEr clung to Liu Sisi's thigh, unwilling to let go, rubbing against her insistently.
Xuan'er was sitting not far from the brazier, still reciting from her book. Hearing YingEr's coquettish voice, she couldn't help but look back and laugh.
Everything was so peaceful, warm...
