In the evening, during dinner, Bai Yihong and Bai Zehao came back home earlier than expected, saying that with so many hands at work, the farming was already done.
"We were thinking about Dengdeng and Chenxi a lot, so we hurried back," Bai Yihong said with a chuckle. Bai Zehao held his daughter in his arms as if she were the rarest treasure, smiling with narrowed eyes by his side.
"It's better to finish the work early and rest. Time waits for no one, don't push yourself too hard," Lin Ping'er chided Bai Yihong.
Bai Yihong wasn't pleased to hear this, "Why talk about time not waiting for anyone? I'm still in good shape. It's not moving that makes you rust."
"Look at your father, he gets anxious as soon as you say something; I know he comes from a farming family and can't sit still," Lin Ping'er teased Bai Ruozhu.
