Lin Changyou rose early, put on a new set of clothes and new shoes, and stepped out of his room. Just as he opened the courtyard gate, Zhang Xiuqing arrived.
"Dad, I made breakfast. Come on over and eat with us."
"Alright, I'll eat at your place." Lin Changyou thought for a moment before adding, "Xiuqing, we're counting on you today. When we get back, you should go visit Little Lan for a few days and relax."
He had originally wanted his eldest son's couple and Lin Guodong to go with him to Lexing. But Zhao Xiaohui got upset, saying the old folks were biased and looked down on her. So, Zhang Xiuqing had volunteered to stay home to watch the house and feed the pigs.
Zhang Xiuqing smiled. "It's no problem. I'm not a three-year-old child. Besides, with all those pigs in the pen and the end of the year approaching, who would I go crying to if something happened?"
