Old Li had been waiting in his room for a long time but hadn't heard any movement from the other room, feeling restless and thinking about going out to call out a few times.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw his second son walking out from that room looking sleepy.
Li Hongjun also saw Old Li, and after lightly closing the door, he greeted his father.
"Dad, why are you up so early, you went to bed late last night, why didn't you sleep in a bit longer?"
"What time is it now? Usually, at this time, I would have finished eating and already taken a stroll around the fields," Old Li said with a tone of dissatisfaction.
Of course, when he mentioned taking a stroll around the fields, he was referring to the summer; in this deep winter, the fields were covered in snow, and even if one went there, there was no need to stroll around.