On the way home, An Jing said to Xiao Changyi, "Husband, Xiao Lan's vitality seems good now, but I still plan to watch her for a few more days. If she continues like this, we will then set off for the Capital."
"Mm," Xiao Changyi had no objections.
Before they reached their front door, they saw An Fu standing outside the An family's gate. An Jing and Xiao Changyi exchanged a look, and all was understood without words.
An Fu was much haggard. As they approached, he gave an awkward laugh before saying, "Brother Xiao, An Jing, I'm not one to be shameless. Xiao Lan and I are in such a state, it's not right for me to continue working at your family's rice shop. I came today to tell you that I won't be working at An's Rice Shop from now on."
An Jing hadn't expected An Fu to be so perceptive. After exchanging another look with her husband, she simply said, "Alright."
