"…" Lu Xian.
"…" Lu Zishu.
Just like those pale yellow bok choys in the field, rustling in the breeze from the open windows of the living room at home.
Ruan Hao had returned home before dark, following Ruan Jian|Guo's car, accompanied by Xiu Xun.
Xiu Xun now followed Ruan Jian|Guo to and fro every day, leaving together in the morning and returning together in the evening. Ruan Jian|Guo had offered him a wage of twenty dollars a month, a few dollars more than the adults, because adults needed to stay behind in the shop at night to tidy up.
But Xiu Xun was clever; on the day Ruan Jian|Guo paid wages, he had previously arranged with him, telling his adoptive parents he made only eight dollars. He gave them all of that, so his adoptive parents allowed him to work. The remaining twelve dollars he saved entirely with Ruan Jian|Guo.
Ruan Jian|Guo and Shu Jiao knew about his family situation and naturally were willing to help.
