The first night her sister-in-law was hospitalized, An Ning burned out the family's large iron wok.
Early the next morning, An Guoqing rode his bicycle home and told the family that their sister-in-law was doing well and could be discharged in another two days.
Everyone in the family was relieved.
"Dad, have you all finished eating? I haven't eaten yet."
An Guoqing lifted the wok lid to see what was inside, but he was so stunned by the sight that he just stood there holding it.
"This wok—it—"
"It's burned out."
An Sancheng said calmly, "Everyone listen for calls from the street today. See if a tinker comes by to mend woks. If not, we'll take it to town to get it patched."
As they were talking, someone walked in from outside. It was their aunt.
"You all haven't eaten yet, have you? Hurry up and finish so you can head to the fields. Everyone's coming to my place for lunch."
Their aunt set down a basket and left.
