They still didn't get to eat meat that night.
Hu Liang had already cooked dinner before they returned, keeping it warm in the pot so it was ready to eat. Plus, it was getting late and everyone was exhausted from the day's travels, so they ate a simple meal and went to rest.
Widow Xie's room was rather small, with a narrow heated brick bed. It was already cramped with the three of them—her, Widow Xie, and Hu Ximei. Now with the addition of Old Mother Xie, there was no longer enough room for everyone to sleep.
After one night of squeezing together, Ji Huan made up her mind. 'Tomorrow, I have to get Aunt Xie to help me finish the quilt. It's time for me to move back to my dilapidated shed.'
The next day after breakfast, Widow Xie had Ji Huan give her a hand with cutting the fabric for the quilt's lining and cover. Hu Dacheng and Hu Ximei, along with Xiao'an and Hua, didn't go out to play, but instead squatted nearby, watching with eager eyes.
