Fang Ke responded and, putting down his broom, went inside to move chairs.
Yang Ge put away the New Year goods Liu Mang had brought and turned back to support the elderly Shopkeeper as they sat down under the grape trellis.
Huang cocked his plane-like ears and wiggled his butt as he approached the Shopkeeper with a whining sound.
"Good boy, missing grandpa?"
With one hand petting Huang, the Shopkeeper shakily took out a palm-sized handkerchief from his clothes and teased Huang as he slowly unfolded it layer by layer, revealing a boiled egg: "Look, what's this?"
The clear sunlight shone on him, making his grizzled hair seem almost transparent and accentuating his aged face with an even more benevolent look.
Watching this scene, Yang Ge suddenly found he couldn't bear to look anymore...
"Uncle, need some help?"
Liu Deng's wife, with her sleeves rolled up, stepped forward and asked Yang Ge.
