"Who's here?" The old lady, who was inside waiting for her daughter to come home, heard a commotion in the courtyard. A moment later, her daughter came pattering back, but instead of entering the main room, she went straight into the kitchen. Not understanding what was happening, the old lady quickly put down her work, got off the heated brick bed, put on her shoes, and went out to take a look.
"Your son-in-law is back, and he brought a colleague. He sent me home to cook," Yuan Si called out to the old lady outside while starting the fire in the kitchen.
"Ah? Xiao Wen is back." The old lady quickened her pace, walking with small steps toward the courtyard gate.
"Mom, I'm back." In that short time, Xiao Furen had already unloaded several burlap sacks from the horse-drawn cart and was preparing to carry them into the courtyard one by one.
"Good, good. It's wonderful that you're back," the old lady responded cheerfully. "And this is…?"
