Zhang Pandi and Jia Chunni didn't have much luggage; they wrapped up two changes of clothes in a worn cloth bundle and left.
Zhang Zhaodi brought the mother and daughter to the village entrance and picked a spot to sit down.
"Why aren't we moving?" Zhang Pandi asked.
"We're waiting for Yaoguang to pick us up," Zhang Zhaodi replied. "Yaoguang went to pick up our youngest sister. She'll pass by here on her way back, and we can head back together."
"You don't plan on having our youngest sister follow you for work, do you? She has to care for her brother-in-law; he can't be left alone. How could she manage work?"
"She can manage," Zhang Zhaodi said. "I was just fooling your mother-in-law and sisters-in-law earlier. Our work is light and won't tire her out."
"Auntie, what kind of work is it?" Jia Chunni asked. "You mentioned it was both tiring and dirty, so I thought it was laundry for others."
"It's not laundry. You'll find out once we get back."
