Old Sir Yuan looked at his grandson, who was cowering and shivering, and truly couldn't bring himself to refuse. "This great kindness... I'm afraid I cannot repay it..." He stopped mid-sentence, falling silent for a long while before making a decision. "Please wait for me a moment." With that, he went outside.
Yunyi saw it was about time and stepped forward to remove the silver needles from the boy. By the time she had covered him with the blanket she brought, Old Sir Yuan had also returned, a bundle in his arms.
Upon entering, Old Sir Yuan first looked towards the kang. Seeing the blanket on his little grandson, a flash of regret crossed his face. Have I really become so muddled? How could I have left without first making sure Zining was settled? He glanced at Yunyi with gratitude. "You should take this." After speaking, he placed the bundle on the edge of the kang.
Yunyi recalled meeting Qiao Yuxiang and this grandfather-grandson duo on the mountain. "What is this?"
