It was past four o'clock, and Lin Feng would soon have to drive to pick up his child.
Zhou Cuilan went to put on her shoes. "I'm going to buy groceries," she said. "What does everyone want for dinner tonight?"
Lin Dashan was fishing in the courtyard pond. "Anything is fine with me."
"Mom, are you walking there?"
"Yes, I'll walk. It's good exercise."
As she passed through the courtyard, Zhou Cuilan found herself thinking. I should plant this whole yard with vegetables. How nice it would be to eat what we grow ourselves.
Lin Feng used to have vegetables planted in the courtyard, but as fewer people lived at home, it gradually became overgrown, leaving only a few scallions.
After picking up Little Treasure, Lin Feng returned to find his parents tilling the vegetable garden.
"Grandpa, Grandma, I'm back!"
The two elders looked up, their faces breaking into smiles.
"Are you hungry? We have apples and milk at home. Do you want some?"
"Yes!"
