Wang Hong seemed to know that last night's eggs had been divided among the two little girls by Lin Nianhe, so today she brought a small stool over and watched closely until Lin Nianhe finished a whole bowl of soup to her satisfaction.
Lin Nianhe rubbed her belly and belched, "Aunt Wang, I'm going to change Daxi's bandages now."
Wang Hong responded, "Okay, she's inside. She didn't have a fever last night, just mentioned feeling dizzy a few times."
"Good that she didn't have a fever," Lin Nianhe said as she entered the room of Wang Xixi.
The Wang Family now lived in the house left behind by Wang Hong's parents, consisting of four mud rooms in total; Wang Xixi and Wang Huanhuan each had their own room, and Wang Hong lived in another with Wang Lele.
When Lin Nianhe walked in, Wang Xixi was leaning against the quilts, fiddling with an old rabbit doll in her hands, and on the edge of the kang bed, there was a bowl containing a handful of wild fruits.
