Yang Ruxin deftly stepped aside, then reached out and grasped the basket before it could hit the ground and fall apart. She couldn't help but silently sigh at the old lady's strength.
Xun Hui immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dani, after the busy farming season is over, and Uncle goes to work, I will buy you some eggs to eat," Yang Baixiang said, after Yang Anshi entered the main house. He quickly came over again and spoke in a hushed, comforting voice to Yang Ruxin.
Yang Ruxin smiled, "Then, thank you, Uncle Xiaowu. But you'd better not stay too close to us, or Granny might go crazy again at any moment."
Yang Baixiang's eyes dimmed for a moment before he let out a bitter laugh, "Uncle understands."
"That's enough, it's getting late. Hurry up and get to the fields," the old man Yang decided not to rest and went straight for the farm tools, glancing at Yang Baixiang.
Yang Baixiang quickly responded and followed him.
