"Sanxi, have you dealt with the sick pigs at home?" Wang Yan finally remembered to ask about it after catching his breath.
Sanxi shook his head, "Not yet, I've had no time to spare. They're still lying there in the pigsty." With the old man ill, he had no mind to tend to those matters.
Later on, in the rush to get the old man to the county hospital, those concerns had been pushed to the back of his mind.
"That won't do. Dad has us, you have to go back and burn those infected pigs; otherwise, they will become a menace later on!" Wang Yan knew that if those sick pigs were taken advantage of by someone with ill intentions, it could lead to a disaster.
Sanxi looked at his older brother, "Big brother, why don't you go back and take care of the sick pigs, and I'll stay here to look after Dad, is that okay?"
Wang Yan sighed.
This younger brother was the kind who couldn't be relied upon to stand firm.
Honest and clumsy, but indecisive and unable to shoulder responsibility.