'A visitor?' Ji Huan didn't recall expecting anyone.
But since someone had come all the way to her door, she had to go and see who it was.
Widow Xie decided to harvest all the vegetables from her garden, and Hu Liang went to get the handcart. Dacheng tried to sneak off with Ji Huan but was promptly grabbed by the ear and dragged away.
Ji Huan and Dabao strolled back toward their dilapidated shack. From a distance, they saw someone milling about in the yard, looking at this and touching that. Every so often, he'd pop a few of the sun-drying dates from the mat into his mouth.
'Who is this guy...? He's certainly making himself at home.'
Just as Ji Huan was grumbling to herself, the man looked up, spotted her, and jumped up, waving excitedly. "Hey there, sis! Your big bro is here to see you!"
Ji Huan's face immediately clouded over.
Zhen Jili. It was him!
