Her hands were covered in the sticky white sap, making them feel grimy.
Lin Lan packed the back basket tight, then cut some more paper mulberry leaves and stuffed them in. Only when the basket couldn't hold another leaf did she hoist it onto her back and head home.
As she neared her house, she saw Yang Dingbang riding toward her on his bicycle.
Little Douzi was sitting on the front bar, waving his little hand at her from a distance. "Mom, we're back!"
Dahuang, shut inside the courtyard, heard Little Douzi's shout and started barking, "WOOF! WOOF!"
Lin Lan waited for them to ride up and looked at her son with a smile. "Was the movie good?"
Little Douzi nodded with a wide grin. "It was good!"
Yang Dingbang glanced at her. 'She's changed so much,' he thought. 'It's like she's a completely different person.'
