Old man Qian was more spirited than anyone else, but he too had to be carried in a sedan chair. Riding in a sedan chair for less than half a mile was a blessing he could hardly have dared to dream of before.
Yixiu spoke a few words with them and then directly entered the bedroom. Grandfather Sangui was already feeling somewhat better, able to sit up and lean against the headboard for a chat.
Seeing his granddaughter, he pulled her over to sit beside the bed and said, "Your grandfather's body is so weak, I can't even enjoy such good fortune. Living here, I'd only be a burden to you folks, making others laugh at you. Once everything is settled here and your great-grandma's health improves a bit more, I still wish to return to my hometown. Besides, it's more spacious there, and there are more people I can talk to..."
