"Girl, is Yuan really unharmed?" Tang Jun was worried that Yuan Yu might not tell him, so he asked the girl.
The girl quickly glanced at the imploring Yuan Yu and said, "Brother Tang, Sister Yuan is fine."
She wasn't lying; Sister Yuan was indeed fine, just slightly injured.
"That's good," Tang Jun was relieved.
Yuan Yu gave the girl a thumbs-up.
In the evening, they had dinner at Fat Aunt's house. Grandpa Miao and the girl were also eating there. Fat Aunt's family consisted of four people, plus her daughter and son-in-law who were visiting with their child. It was a large table of people, with southern rice and spicy dishes, as well as northern dumplings. The mixed dinner was extremely sumptuous.
"Tang Jun, Yuan Yu, we owe this feast to you. Otherwise, we wouldn't have splurged on rice," Fat Aunt said with a smile. Normally, they ate mostly flour-based foods; although they ate rice too, it wasn't often.
"Fat Aunt, it's us who are troubling you," Tang Jun said.
