Saturday afternoon was without classes, so Li Qiao packed up her books and went home after school.
As she approached, she saw the gate wide open and her brows furrowed in concern—had they been robbed?
Just then, a dog rushed out of the courtyard, the very one she had adopted from Feng Fugui's home.
Li Qiao's eyes lit up.
The dog affectionately rubbed against her legs, and as she entered, she noticed Qin Jin's bicycle in the yard and let out a sharp scream of delight.
Qin Jin was in the kitchen cooking pancakes and, startled by the noise, his hand trembled, dropping a pancake onto the floor. He didn't bother to pick it up as he ran out to see what was happening.
Li Qiao looked at him excitedly, "Jin, when did you get here? How did you bring the bicycle and the dog?"
