Bai Na got into the car and waved to Bai Xiao, her eyes somewhat red, looking at the doctor in the rearview mirror, feeling upset, as if the doctor was more like a relative to her.
Seeing her red-rimmed eyes, Old Liu didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hold Little Shitou and play with him.
Back at the chicken farm, after unloading the feed, Bai Na started tidying up. Since she arrived, even the room storing the feed was kept neat and tidy.
Old Liu took off his clothes, the sleeve having been torn by a nail while unloading feed earlier.
Bai Na glanced at clumsy Old Liu looking for a needle and thread, "Brother Liu, give me the clothes. I'll sew them for you later. You're clumsy, and it won't look good if you sew it yourself."
She couldn't bear to watch, mainly because she was too familiar with the handiwork of these two people. They could sew it up, but it would become a mess of crooked knots.
The clothes they sewed were almost unpresentable.
