"Please come in, Fang, have you eaten lunch yet? The food in the pot is still warm..."
"I've eaten already, sister-in-law, no need to fuss..."
"Don't be a stranger!"
"Look at you... Guangzong, come here, see what Fang has brought you?"
Fang Ke's voice woke Yang Ge, who had been dozing with his chin propped in his hand. He opened his eyes and instinctively glanced at the old shopkeeper on the bed; seeing him still in a deep slumber, he stood up and tiptoed over, bent down to check the shopkeeper's pulse, then released a few strands of True Qi to carefully probe the vigor inside his body, afterward tucking the corner of the blanket and tiptoed out.
Outside the room, Fang Ke, wrapped in a thick overcoat, was leading Guangzong, who was bundled up like a ball, his cheeks puffed, with some candy in his mouth.
The snow in the yard had not melted yet; Huang lay in the dog kennel from afar, his eyes intently watching Fang Ke.