"Let's go."

The woman's voice softened a little, "The bed has been laid for my aunt."

"Auntie, take a break..."

...

The woman left with the woman.

...

The woodcutter looked at the young scholar.

...

The young scholar pursed his lips slightly.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Because of the afternoon, he was a little impatient.

If he had a better attitude towards the woman just now, there would be nothing to do next.

...

The woodcutter shook his head.

"She has always been concerned about this, and no matter what your attitude towards her, she will say those things."

"What apologize to me?"

The one who was scolded was obviously a young scholar.

...

The young scholar was silent.

Because the woman was a little angry at the woodcutter just now.

...

"alright."

The woodcutter reached out to pat the young scholar on the shoulder.

"Go back and read the book."

He knew that it was not yet time for the young scholar to rest.

but……

"If you are tired, take a break early."

"Don't force yourself."

...

"elder brother."

The young scholar wanted to speak but stopped.

...

"What's wrong?"

The woodcutter was confused.

...

"What my aunt said just now..."

The young scholar doesn’t know what his brother thinks?

...

"Don't put her words in peace."

After a brief moment of being stunned, the woodcutter reached out and patted the young scholar on the shoulder.

"Although my aunt is unpleasant, she cares about you."

"She just misunderstood."

"You've heard of it."

...

"Um."

The young scholar smiled.

...

The woodcutter turned and left.

Hearing the sound of the door behind him closing, his steps paused slightly.

After a while, he shook his head and took another step.

...

The next day, my aunt was ready to go after breakfast.

The woodcutter and the woman sent their aunt to the door.

...

The woman turned around, "Okay."

"Don't give it."

"I'm back."

My aunt looked down at the pork she was holding, and the smile on her face became a little more real.

"Thank you for your pork."

She didn't get anything when she came.

I didn't expect that when I went back, I was not empty-handed.

This way she can explain it even if she goes back.

It's not cheap to buy this piece of meat.

...

"Be careful on the way back."

Woman smiling.

...

"Don't worry."

The woman nodded.

“It’s broad daylight.”

"I've walked this path several times."

...

The woodcutter and the woman watched the woman's figure gradually fade away.

Then he turned back to the room.

...

The woman's steps are brisk.

With this piece of pork, the woman felt that this trip was worth it.

...

The woman was already thinking about how to deal with this piece of pork.

I didn't notice for a moment and almost got hit by a ox cart.

The woman called out immediately.

"Ouch!"

"You don't have eyes?"

"Oh~"

The woman bent down and rubbed her feet.

Although she didn't hit her, she was startled and reacted a little loudly, and her feet seemed to be twisting.

...

The owner of the ox cart is a honest old man.
To be continued...