Qiao Family.
Qiao Qinghe walked into the house, silently picked up the bucket and shoulder pole kept behind the door and headed towards the exit.
Sun Family spoke, "Old man, where are you going?"
She was exhausted after the commotion, and had just managed to eat a few mouthfuls of lunch.
"The wheat fields need watering, I'm going to do that," Qiao Qinghe replied.
"But you haven't eaten yet!"
"I am not eating," said Qiao Qinghe and stepped out of the courtyard.
She stomped her foot and gave Qiao Changfu, who was standing next to her, a shove, "Aren't you going to help him?"
Qiao Changfu stumbled from the push, and clutched his stomach, "Mother, I haven't eaten yet either, let me have a bite first."
He said and headed towards the hall.
"Mother, I have to water my wheat too, I should go home now," Fearing being stopped by Sun family, Qiao Chang'an cowered, bent over to pick up ten-year-old Qiao Xiaobao, and quickly walked towards the exit.