Bai Xiaojun got smacked on his bottom in the seventeenth minute of seeing his mother.
After getting hit, Bai Xiaojun behaved himself, his hands soaked in the hot water basin again as he twisted his little head towards the stove, watching the cremation of the sparrows with eyes full of pity.
Zheng Lirong flicked his forehead, went to the front courtyard, and brought back a box and a burlap sack. There was food in the sack, and clothes she brought for both children in the box.
She took out a set of clothes to warm them on the bed and reached to untie the hemp rope around Bai Xiaojun's waist.
Lin Nianhe quickly explained, "The village aunties say short jackets let in the wind, so it's warmer to tie something around. Everyone in the village does this... Actually, I found him a cloth strip originally, but it got torn off by the wind within half a day."
