With the kerosene lamp lit, someone waited for the return.
Zhao Tianlei came back home exhausted and didn't want to shout for his wife to open the door, so he climbed over the wall and entered. Upon seeing the kerosene lamp still burning in the room, he instantly felt his fatigue vanish.
No matter how late he got home, there was always someone waiting for him.
"Wife, I'm back."
Hearing a familiar voice outside, Yun Xiaoxiao got up to open the door, and indeed, it was Zhao Tianlei.
"Did you manage to buy the seeds?"
"If we really couldn't find any seeds, we could use last year's rice grains as seeds."
She could help swap these seeds, mix them up, who would be able to tell the difference?
Zhao Tianlei was thinking that the seeds they procured were far from enough; after all, the entire town's grain seeds were inferior. He and his son had visited many places that day to secure those seeds, but it still wasn't enough.
