"Grandpa, Brother Yang... Brother Yang, he's back."
Yao Jingsong knew where Yang Yunhai stayed. Over the past few days, whenever he had spare time, he'd run over there. Today, when he saw the gate of Yunhai's family's courtyard open from afar, he turned around and ran back immediately.
When the knock on the door sounded, Yang Yunhai was intently focused on the bandage on his chest.
It seemed simple when the doctor handled it, but when doing it himself, he was flustered, unable to get it right.
(Sweat… It's actually not that he can't do it well; it's just that someone here is a bit of a perfectionist, okay?)
With a dissatisfied frown and a clumsy knot, he put on his jacket to answer the door. Upon seeing an elder and two young ones at the door, carrying large and small packages, Yang Yunhai was stunned.
"What's all this?" he asked, inviting them in.
