Officially Blind

Looking at the noisy living room, Grandfather Xiang was feeling delighted. After all, it was too silent when only the old people were at home. Only with the younger generation around, the liveliness returned and he felt content.

"Why didn't you dry your hair before coming over?" 

Xiang Wai touched her damp hair and shrugged, "I got impatient."

"Are you that hungry?" asked Mu Chenyan.

"Yeah," she replied. "I'm famished. Please give me something to eat."

"Sit down with them," said Mu Chenyan. "I'll bring you something."

Xiang Hulin stood up and brought a towel that he threw at his daughter's head saying, "Dry your hair. Don't get a headache later on."

"Papa, it'll dry out on its own," she whined. "I can't move. I can't even lift my arm right now."

"How are you planning on eating if you can't even lift your arm?" asked Hyson.

"Don't worry, I won't ask you for help."

"I wasn't gonna help anyway."