It's already past ten. Su Yuanyuan sat down to make a fire, this time using tree branches. She estimated that if the whole family had no place to stay, they would come over. If that were the case, she wouldn't have a place to stay and wouldn't want to be with them, feeling disgusted.
For lunch, she made herself some sorghum porridge. Cooking like this on the stove, it's better than cornmeal porridge.
She also cut a piece of pickled vegetables. That was her lunch.
Su Yuanyuan was worrying unnecessarily. Yang Hongwen hadn't let Su Daqiang's family come over at all.
"Why are you back? Did they give you such a long vacation over there?" Yang Hongwen looked at the disheveled family of three, pretending not to notice and even smiled as he asked them.
Su Daqiang was very embarrassed, stammering. "Big brother, we took a three-year vacation, one last year, this year, and next year."
"Is that even possible, really nice? Da Qiang, did you make money out there?"
