The once articulate professor suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
"Just leave it there for now!" Gan Zi said, "Give it to them when they return!"
It was then that the village chief spoke somewhat sheepishly, "Professor Gan, may I ask a favor of you?"
"Speak!" Gan Zi glanced at him.
The village chief said, "My daughter left to work when she was sixteen, and it has been ten years without any word from her. If you see her in the city, could you please deliver a message to her?"
Gan Zi nodded, nothing is more heartbreaking than the separation of flesh and blood, especially for parents who anxiously await news from their children far from home.
With tears welling up in his eyes, the village chief said, "Tell her that both her mother and I miss her, and we hope she can come to see us once more during our lifetime…"
Gan Zi nodded silently.
That evening, the village chief hosted a banquet for them.
However, nobody felt like eating dinner.
