"Hey, hey, hey, here she comes." Qiaozi's wife and the others knew that Mrs. Kuang had a fiery temper, so they quickly dropped what they were doing to fetch the decoction.
Aunt Xiong was very capable. Seeing the chaos on Mrs. Kuang's side, she immediately brought her three sons over to fix wooden posts onto the mule cart. They secured the posts with rivets and tied them with ropes, then draped a tarp that Niu Dajin handed over onto the top of the cart.
"Done, now your elderly and children can sit in the cart without being battered by wind and snow." Aunt Xiong said cheerily, even skillfully throwing in an idiom.
Mrs. Kuang had just divided the medicine among the women when she noticed that Aunt Xiong and the others had finished the cart's top. She quickly thanked them, "Oh my, sister-in-law, I really can't thank you enough. With this cover, our elderly and children will suffer less."
