On a Saturday morning, Aunt Liu had borrowed Old Zhang's handcart early and together with Lu Jingqiu, donning a wide-brimmed hat, they went to a nearby sandfield. They pulled back four bags of sand.
The two of them had been out since six in the morning until ten at noon before they returned, as the sandfield was somewhat far.
They had wanted to haul back more bags in one go, but unfortunately, with their limited physical strength and the distance being great, managing to bring back these few bags was already quite an accomplishment.
On the way, Aunt Liu griped, "Ever since we got a cat at home, it's like having another child, ah, the crux is the more you take care of it, the more addictive it becomes. Xiao Qiu, nowadays when I go to the vegetable market, I'm always on the lookout for small fish and shrimp, the first thing that comes to my mind is to treat my Ah Fu to a feast. I finally understand the joy you used to feel when you cuddled your Hua Hua."
