The note Lin Xiaoxiao unfolded in her palm had neat, blocky handwriting, bearing no resemblance to An Ning's personality.
"Don't hesitate if you need anything." Below that was An Ning's phone number in Beijing.
Lin Xiaoxiao and Lin Cuifeng watched the truck drive away, then supported each other as they went inside.
"Xiaoxiao, don't bother them unless it's something important."
"I know, Dad."
Lin Xiaoxiao helped Lin Cuifeng inside. 'It feels so good to have someone watching your back,' she thought.
After leaving, An Ning had a bumpy ride that lasted several more hours before she finally got home.
Once home, they were all too exhausted to cook. They simply reheated some sticky buns and ate them with leftovers from the past two days, making do with a simple meal.
In the days that followed, although Lin Cuihua was still thinking about shoveling the snow after it melted, her whole demeanor was a bit different.
