"Grandpa, I brought some cured meat over. Do you need anything else here? I can think of a way to help," Yin Yang said with a smile. He knew his grandfather was looking out for him, but he was also worried about him because he was the only relative he had left in the country, and he couldn't just leave him unattended.
"You've brought meat again. Yin, aren't you afraid that we old folks would finish all the meat you've saved?" Professor An laughed heartily. Yin Yang's occasional help made them feel more hopeful about life.
"There's still some left. If it runs out, I'll just buy a bit more," Yin Yang said unconcernedly.
"We're old now; you should eat more yourself," Professor Song said helplessly. Thanks to Yin Yang, they managed to get by quite decently.
Although they didn't eat lavishly, they seldom went hungry, even if they ate mostly coarse grains.
When they were first assigned here, they were extremely despairing. Some even committed suicide, but they managed to persevere.
