In a strict sense, this was the first gift Manbao had received from a patient, but this gift was far from simple.
With slumped shoulders and head bowed, Manbao walked in and waved her hand, saying, "I know, Aunt Rong, just keep it if he's sent it. I'm so hungry, is the meal ready?"
"It's all ready. You guys go ahead and eat, then wash up," Aunt Rong said with concern, then suddenly remembered her original intention and hastily added, "But the firewood is taking up too much space, and if Master Zhou Si comes back in a few days, there won't be room for the cart."
Although the weather was starting to get cold and the need for wood was increasing, Aunt Rong still only purchased firewood every three days, stacking it in a designated corner of their home.
