Old Li cracked his whip, saying, "It's good that you've figured it out. You came back early, didn't you?"
"Yeah, I behaved well. So I was released early."
"Good, just live well now." Even an old man wouldn't say much, he just kept insisting to Xu Hongbing to live a good life.
The old man was kind-hearted, worried Xu Hongbing might have no food, so he brought more with him.
It hasn't snowed yet. Traveling speed was still decent. He arrived at the farm in the middle of the night.
Because Old Li came here often, he was familiar with the place. The vehicle went straight to the door of Zhao Xiaojing's house.
"Uncle Li, why are we here?"
"This is the place. It's not like before. Your brother-in-law is living in your old house."
Xu Hongbing frowned. But still got out of the car.
Zhao Xiaojing, sleeping with her son in her arms, heard noise outside and groggily sat up. "Who's there?"
