The next morning, Shen Dashan led the men of the village, carrying hoes toward East Mountain.
Since the spring had still been flowing a few days before, today they planned to dig it open a bit more. Even if it stopped flowing, they were determined to dig upward from the spring's eye to find its source!
"Pudgy girl!"
As Nanzhi was busy cooking in the kitchen, she heard someone calling at the door.
Upon hearing the words "pudgy girl," she knew in her heart who it was, remembering her two brothers had said they would come to visit her again, and quickly told Zhiyu to go open the door.
The little one nodded, her short legs hurrying along swiftly.
"Grandpa! Grandma!" The little one opened the door and immediately spotted the Lin Family parents standing there and called out excitedly.
"My dear grandson," said the Lin Family mother, as she scooped up Shen Zhiyu and entered the door.
Looking at the well-ordered courtyard, Lin Family mother's eyes suddenly reddened.