The family where Xiang Yu was staying was very hospitable. Their life was not affluent, but they spared no effort in treating Xiang Yu and his companions with the kindness of family.
"What kind of illness does he have?" Xiang Yu asked the two elders.
The old man hesitated to speak, his eyes red. The old lady waved her hand and said, "Don't ask, this illness can't be cured. Come, eat."
Xiang Yu didn't press further; he intuitively knew it wasn't that the illness couldn't be cured but that they couldn't afford the treatment.
"I can help you." Xiang Yu said with a smile as he ate the rice.
The two elders looked delighted, but their expressions quickly dimmed. Now that Xiang Yu and his companions were in such dire straits, how could they help anyone?
"Do you have a place to stay tonight?" The old lady saw that Xiang Yu and his companions didn't seem like bad people, just a bit prone to boasting.
Wang Qian quickly shook her head and said, "We have nowhere to go for now."
