Mo Yonglu stared blankly at the slowly closing courtyard gate, not knowing how long he had been standing there until Mo Yongfu came looking for him and dragged him away by force.
Mo Yonglu's sudden remorse was like a small stone thrown into the water, causing a splash and then disappearing without a trace, having no particular impact on Mo Yan.
After a warm and lively dinner with her family that evening, Mo Yan carried Little Fur Ball to Da Huang the ox for milk. Once the little one had its fill, she brought it back to her room, cuddling it.
Little Fur Ball had always slept in Mo Yan's bedroom, but the nights had been colder lately, and the little thing, still so young, was vulnerable to the cold. The night before last, it woke up from the freeze, whining miserably and ended up waking Mo Yan.
Feeling sorry for it, Mo Yan took it into Space for a bath. After its fur had dried, she tucked it into her blanket to sleep together with her.