"All right, stop reaching for the bowls and chopsticks. You should hurry home with your little sister and tidy up the rooms. At least you'll have somewhere to sleep tonight."
"Do the big cleaning tomorrow after you get up."
Mo Changyou, a little tipsy, waved Mo Jingchun off, urging him to hurry home.
The older woman who was clearing away the dishes smiled at Mo Jingchun too. "Go on, head back."
"Then... Candy and I will be going now that we've finished eating."
There were no streetlights on the village roads, and the privately built concrete road was even darker. You couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
Using his phone's flashlight, Mo Jingchun carried his little sister and dragged his suitcase along, walking at a steady pace.
It was so dark that the little one might get scared, so Mo Jingchun simply left the baby carriage at the older man's house and carried Candy instead.
He could come back for the baby carriage tomorrow, during the day.
What Mo Jingchun hadn't expected was that someone had cleared the weeds on both sides of the concrete road. There weren't many fallen leaves on the road either.
Clearly, someone had cleaned it up.
"It must've been Uncle who did it," Mo Jingchun murmured.
When he saw the familiar house, Mo Jingchun immediately felt safe. He excitedly opened the front gate, flipped the circuit breaker, and turned on the living room lights.
The house had been dark at night for half a year. Now, for the first time, it was lit up again, alive with the feeling of home.
The little one in his arms squinted, still not quite used to the sudden brightness.
Mo Jingchun carried his little sister, Candy, around upstairs and downstairs. Seeing signs that everything had