The old woman smiled and nodded. She looked kind and gentle, and her old voice was very gentle. "You can just call me Grandma He. I'm a tea picker in the village. I really want to thank Xiaoyu this time."

She looked at Hua Yu with a smile, and Hua Shi also looked over.

Hua Yu's originally tense face also relaxed a little, "You just thanked me."

After Hua Shi found the person, his tense nerves relaxed. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Grandma He, let's take you home. Where is your home?"

The old woman nodded and looked at the two of them lovingly. "Okay, my home might be a little far away, and it might be a little difficult to climb up the slope. Thank you for your hard work."

Hua Yu walked forward, bent down and pretended to carry Grandma He on his back, but Hua Shi blocked him with his hand.

Hua Yu looked at her with a frown.

Hua Shi pointed to a basket on the ground not far away and whispered, "Your legs are still swollen, just take the basket, I'll carry it."

The swollen ankle was so bulging that it hurt her just looking at it. She didn't know how he could endure it...

My leg injury hasn't healed yet, but I'm thinking about going out into the mountains to hunt... I haven't made it yet, otherwise...

Thinking of the mountain elves and wolves he encountered in the mountains, Hua Shi's mood became a little uneasy again.

I can't believe it, but she has a special affinity for animals because of the spring in her palm. Hua Yu is powerless, and if she really encounters a pack of wolves, she will probably be in great danger...

Hua Yu couldn't persuade Hua Shi, so he followed Hua Shi obediently, carrying a basket in one hand. His dark eyes hid the unknown emotions in his heart.

Hua Shi carried the old woman on his back and walked in front, following the path she pointed to the village.

The old man was very light and fluttery, and it didn't take much effort to carry him on my back.

Before sunset, the brother and sister finally sent the old woman back home...

After walking around several high stairs and passing through several alleys, a well-maintained courtyard came into view halfway up the hill.

"Hey, here we are. This is it. No one's home and the door isn't locked. Just push it open and go in."

Grandma He patted her shoulder and spoke softly.

Hua Yu walked forward and pushed open the outer gate. Unlike the Hua family, this small courtyard was surrounded by a fence and was very spacious. On one side were several vegetable gardens, and on the other side were stone mills and tables and chairs. The winnowing baskets on the shelves were filled with half-dried tea leaves and other miscellaneous items.

It just rained, and the tea leaves drying in the sun were all soaked, dripping with water...

The house looked new and spacious. It was a rare house made of tiles and black mud. From the outside, one could only see the open main room, with the doors on both sides closed.

Hua Shi put the person on the stool and sat him down. The old man patted his legs in annoyance and said, "Oh, I forgot about the tea leaves drying on the shelf when I went out, and I didn't take the quilts drying in the backyard. I'm really confused as I get older, and my memory is not very good."

When Hua Shi heard her say this, he looked around and saw nothing else. He asked curiously, "Grandma He, where are your family members? Are they all working in the fields?"

The old woman shook her head, her eyes slowly watching the sinking sunset, and she said in a long tone, "My husband is gone, and my son Xinzi moved to town and started a small business there. He will be back at the end of the year."

Hua Shi nodded, and seeing the old man's loneliness, he didn't dare to ask any further.

Grandma He suddenly turned to look at her and said, "You must be wondering why I don't move over to live with you. Shoushan Village is my roots, and I want to die here. Besides, I'm not old enough to need my son to take care of me. I can still do it myself, so there's no need for me to go with you."

She spoke cheerfully, her face wrinkled with laughter, but her eyes seemed to be filled with tears...

Hua Shi didn't know what to say, so he changed the subject and said, "Then we'll help you collect all the tea leaves and the quilts in the backyard, right?"

As she spoke, she stood up and walked to the shelf where the tea leaves were placed, and put the things into the main room with swift movements.

When I walked into the main hall, I found that this hall was much more spacious than the Hua family's. It was empty, with only a table and two stools.

She turned her head and noticed three spirit tablets on the table, one in front and two in the back, neatly arranged. She could vaguely make out the words engraved on them: 'The spirit of my late husband He Dushan', 'The spirit of my beloved daughter He Miao', 'The spirit of my beloved son He Xin'...

She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but didn't think of it immediately. Suddenly, Grandma He's voice came from behind her.

"Ashi, just put it there." Grandma He was sitting on a chair in the yard. She turned her head and looked at her and said.

Hua Yu also moved some things in, but his leg was injured and it was difficult for him to step over the threshold, and his face was obviously pale.

Hua Shi noticed that he didn't look well, and her attention was immediately diverted. She looked at him and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay? Do you want to sit in the yard? I'll take care of these."

Hua Yu put the things down, tilted his head to look at her, and nodded without refusing. "Okay, I'll go sit for a while, you go collect the quilts in the backyard."

Hua Shi nodded, walked out of the main room and headed towards the backyard. When he turned the corner, he saw two quilts hanging on bamboo poles.

Because it was placed under the eaves, even though it rained, the outer layer of the quilt was slightly dampened by the raindrops drifting in, and it felt a little damp to the touch, but fortunately it wasn't completely soaked...

When the brother and sister came out of Grandma He's small courtyard, the afterglow of the setting sun on the hilltop had gradually sunk to the bottom, and the sky was already dark...