After dinner, Zhang Xinhua still went to work. The two brothers also ran off, usually spending their time skating on the lake. They only come back when they're hungry; if there's food, they definitely won't return.
Zhao Yanli came over in the afternoon; she had to buy tofu in the morning, as their family usually sells tofu together, each pushing a cart.
"Why are you bringing me tofu? There's still some at home."
"Fresh tastes better, don't you think?"
"It's too cold, and Hai Yan isn't feeling well."
"Did she take medicine?"
"She did, don't worry, she's fine now."
"Is Ming Ran okay?"
"He's perfectly fine, lively as ever, and already went out to play."
"I didn't expect the old lady to pass away just like that."
"There's nothing we can do, everyone has their time."
"Ugh. I won't stay, I have to go back to work; I have a few orders for tofu tonight."
Zhao Yanli returned home, and their family of three was grinding beans.
"Mom, let me do it, you go rest."
