The three little girls rushed to their mothers. Wang Meilan stroked a little head with each hand, but she didn't have time to comfort her two daughters. She just asked Li Dayong, "Where's your big brother?"
By then, Li Dayong had already put down his chopsticks and cornmeal muffin. He got off the kang bed-stove and said to Wang Meilan with a frown, "My big brother… went hunting."
As soon as he said it, Li Dayong saw Wang Meilan's jaw clench, her cheek twitching.
If Jie Chen, their guest, hadn't been there, Wang Meilan would have started cursing.
Just then, Jin Xiaomei gently nudged Li Xiaoqiao, who was hugging her leg, and said, "Sweetheart, what are you crying for?"
It made sense for Zhao Hong and Zhao Na to be crying; their father was being irresponsible, ditching his daughters to go hunting.
But what was Li Xiaoqiao crying about? Her mom might not have been home, but her dad was still there.
