Yun's mother was at a loss for words, she only had a little over a hundred yuan in her hand, nowhere near enough to repay their debt.
"You're right, they're still young, wait another year or so, Hanhan will be able to work and earn money."
Zhao had made noodles for them, served with pan-fried eggs.
This was convenient as they had been simply munching on dry foods while on the train.
"In-laws, the noodles I made..."
Yun's father felt the Zhao family was too cordial, "In-law, you are too kind.... At this time, being able to eat a bowl of hot noodles is more than satisfying for us."
Yun's mother was indeed famished. She began eating the noodles along with the egg.
"Did Little Huzi go to sleep?"
Zhao glanced at his room, "Yes, he did. In-laws, there's a pot of hot water. You can have a meal, take a bath, and then have a good rest. The toll of journeying by train is harder for us older folks..."
