The family had a visitor—who was it? Hearing Lian Yeye and another person's footsteps heading towards the West Wing Room, she guessed that perhaps someone had come to buy soybean sprouts, so she temporarily stopped the conversation.
Lian Manman walked out of the house and saw Little Monk Yuan Tan carrying a bundle of firewood, walking one after the other with Lian Yeye into the room.
"Sister Manman," Lian Yeye greeted Lian Manman, "He came to our house, saw me carrying firewood, and insisted on taking it from me."
Yuan Tan bent down to place the firewood on the ground, not stirring up any dust.
"Heh heh, I'm used to doing chores," Yuan Tan straightened his back and rubbed his bald head, chuckling with a heh heh sound.
Xiao Tanzhi was diligent and sharp. Lian Manman then remembered that she had promised to bring pastries to Yuan Tan.
"My parents are both there, Xiao Tanzhi, come on in." Lian Manman led Yuan Tan into the house, and Lian Yeye followed them in.
