Waiting was always agonizing. The father and his two sons had to physically hold Wang Caiyue down to stop her from running over at the crack of dawn.
To prepare for this meeting, they had canceled all their work for the day, washed up, changed into fresh clothes, and sat quietly, waiting for the right time to leave.
Granny Li next door saw the whole family sitting in a neat row by the front door. Leaning on her walking stick, she asked curiously, "Are you all taking the day off from work?"
The old woman had lived on this street for decades. Walking through it every day, she knew the situations of its residents like the back of her hand.
This family had arrived as refugees fleeing from famine. If they missed even one day of work, they might go hungry the next. This behavior was highly unusual.
Wang Caiyue puffed out her chest. "Granny Li, we'll be going home soon. We probably won't ever come back to this place."
