"How can we afford to buy her shoes with the situation at home right now? Let's worry about that once I find work." Lan Zhongxuan waved his hand, not wanting to continue the conversation.
"Alright then. I'll start cooking."
The woman sighed, then went to finish the laundry. Only then did she begin bustling about in the kitchen.
...
"Dad, Zhong Xuan, dinner's ready."
The woman worked efficiently. In no more than an hour, she had cooked both rice and dishes.
Grandpa Lan stepped out from the room. His appearance was not as aged as it used to be, appearing younger. However, his weak demeanor still indicated his not-so-great health.
"Dad, eat first. I'm going to get Xin Ai." The woman said, then turned and entered another room.
The room was simple. There was only one bed and a makeshift wardrobe. It clearly reflected the family's poverty.
"Xin Ai, Xin Ai, it's time to eat."
The woman sat at the edge of the bed, waking the little girl sleeping on it.