The people in the mountain village followed the old way of rising at sunrise and settling at sunset. Although they had electricity and television signals, and almost every home had a television, their lives closely tied to the mountains had become a habit. Modernization hadn't changed much for them. It was just after eight o'clock, and the village had quieted down.
At that time, Li Yifei had just helped Su Mengxin bathe Xu Yingying, and the two of them were sitting at the edge of Xu Yingying's bed, talking.
"How is everything at home?"
With a bitter smile, Su Mengxin said, "What did you think would happen at home after you took Yingying away?"
Li Yifei laughed self-deprecatingly, "It must be complete chaos, everyone must be blaming me."
"You know, don't you? You left without looking back, seeking peace of mind, but everyone at home was really worried."
