"Mom, I'm back."
The young man returns home, pushes open the fence and rushes into his own yard, dropping his basket on the ground. His clear, handsome face is filled with a brilliant smile like sunlight.
"Yi'er, are you thirsty? Mom's going to boil some water for you."
From the low and dilapidated earthen house comes a woman in her forties with haggard features, deep wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, revealing her long illness and signs of being weathered by the elements.
"Mom, I'm not thirsty. You rest, stop fussing."
The young man's brows furrow slightly, and he takes a few quick steps toward his mother, helping her sit down on the stone bench in the yard.
"A wild rabbit? Haha, good brother, did you hunt it? Wow, my brother is so amazing, sister likes you best, Yi'er."
Another lively and cheerful girl bursts out of the house, excitedly pounces on the young man, and gives him a vigorous bear hug.