"Not yet. He probably won't be back until the end of the evening. Don't worry about him. I left some food for him."

Qian's mother remembered that the shop assistants had to help out in the shop and could only go home after the shop closed.

“Bang, bang, bang…” As soon as Qian’s mother finished speaking, the sound of shooting was heard from the gate of the courtyard.

"Mom..., sister..., open the door." Qian Xingshan's voice came from outside.

Qian Chunhua opened the gate and Qian Xingshan returned home.

"Huh..., you're back so early?" Qian Chunhua asked curiously.

Qian Xingshan: "The shopkeeper said that there is a purchase limit now, and the boss doesn't have that much cloth to sell, so he closed early."

"Is there a purchase limit on fabric as well?" Qian Chunhua couldn't understand.

It’s fine to limit the purchase of food due to natural disasters, but what does it mean to limit the purchase of fabric?

"It's not very crowded outside. Vehicles from Yongning Prefecture can't leave, and vehicles from outside can't come in." Qian Xingshan said the news he had heard.

The cloth shop doesn't have much stock and doesn't dare to sell it all.

"I see."

"Xingshan, wash your hands quickly and eat." Qian's mother urged her son.

At the dinner table, Qian Xingshan ate the food in big mouthfuls, as if he had not eaten for a day.

"Eat slowly, you're going to be a starving ghost." Qian's mother glared at her son.

Didn’t you see that the children only ate one piece of ribs, but you ate three pieces of ribs? Why are you, a grown-up, competing with children for meat?

"Mom, Xingshan may be hungry, don't talk to him." Qian Chunhua stopped her mother.

Qian Chunhua could sense that these past few days, Qian's mother had a habit of keeping her head down whenever she was under someone's roof.

When she was in Huanglingling, Qian's mother helped with work in the shop, and she felt more comfortable there.

If she didn't work in the shop anymore, Qian's mother might think that she and her son were eating out at her daughter's house.

Qian Chunhua was extremely helpless. How could she be comforted?

“Mom, eat quickly…” Qian Chunhua had to take the initiative to pick up food for her mother and brother.

I hope they, especially Qian's mother, won't be too formal.

Qian Xingshan chuckled, stretched out his bowl, and took the ribs from his sister.

Looking at this silly son, Qian's mother was helpless.

After the meal, Qian Xingshan put down his bowl and told the reason why he was so hungry. He had been helping to move goods and tidy up the warehouse after working all day, so he must be starving, right?

"How was your lunch?" Qian's mother asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's all rice, no limit on the quantity." Qian Xingshan was very satisfied. The food was much better than what he had in Huanglingling.

Although it’s not as good as the food in Sister Tang’s shop.

"The Dong family is kind and righteous, and they treat their employees well." Qian's mother was deeply moved.

She had heard from the workers in the village that some employers were stingy and made the workers work harder than dogs but eat worse than pigs.

Qian Xingshan nodded in agreement, "Mr. Dong is kind-hearted and treats his employees better than other employers."

Qian Xingshan had grown up and was too embarrassed to address Dong Mingshan as his brother as he did that day when he visited the Dong family. He now called him "Master Dong" in a proper manner.

"Sister, when I knocked on the door just now, did all the neighbors come out to see?" Qian Xingshan said.

Qian Chunhua: "How long have you been knocking?"

"Yes, no one came to open the door, so I had to knock." Qian Xingshan didn't think he had done anything wrong.

Qian Chunhua nodded and said, "We were busy inside just now and didn't hear it."

The main reason is that the kitchen is too far away from the front door, so how could you possibly hear it?

Qian Xingshan did not forget the looks on their faces, "Don't they knock on the door?"

Qian Chunhua smiled. Although his brother was seventeen years old, he was still a silly boy. "They all have a concierge at home who can open the door."

"What does a doorman do?" Qian Xingshan was very curious.

"The gatekeeper is responsible for opening and closing the door and notifying the owner at any time." Qian Chunhua seemed to remember it like this.

Qian's mother and Qian Xingshan both opened their mouths wide. What a waste it was to hire someone to watch the house.