After a few sips of water, Little Shitou's mother handed back the dipper and asked in a weak voice, "Little Shitou, is there someone else in the room?"
For someone who couldn't see, her ears were exceptionally sharp. Although Little Liufu was quietly held in her arms and they hadn't spoken, the footsteps were still audible.
Thinking that it would be better to explain more clearly since she couldn't see, Xiaoxiao spoke up, "Sister-in-law, we are a family of three: my husband, our one-month-old son, and me. We come from another place and are just passing through. We would like to stay for the night. We are grateful to your son, Little Shitou, for kindly taking us in."
Little Shitou's mother, instead of reacting like some other villagers who were averse to their stay, said embarrassedly, "I see, our home is too simple, as long as you don't mind, feel free to stay."
