Rong Daniang cooked one more dish, and when the food was served, Elder Rong came back too.
He put down his lunch box at the door: "Qiaoqiao is back?"
Luo Qiao set the bowls properly: "I'm back to have a meal with you. How's Elder Xu doing?"
Elder Rong washed his hands: "The community people came just now, they said they'd call Xu Family's children tomorrow for a discussion. Relying just on neighbors for help isn't going to cut it; after all, he's not a solitary old man."
Luo Qiao nodded: "True that."
Rong Daniang placed the warmed buns on the table: "Not only did Old Xu's savings get swindled by those few families, but even without that money, as children, they should care for their elderly. Now, it's terrible, the old man is bedridden, and they don't care."
Elder Rong said: "Elder Xu's spirits were low today; I'm really worried he won't hold on."
