Early the next morning, after Song Ning got up, she found that Song Mei, Song Lan, and Song Wang had all stayed home. They were sitting neatly in the living room, as though waiting for her together.
She checked her watch. It was almost eight.
Puzzled, she asked, "Don't any of you need to go out today?"
Normally, Song Wang would have gone to work at the Distillery.
Song Mei and Song Lan both had temporary jobs, too.
Although she had never asked about their exact working hours, neither of them had been idle.
Song Wang said, "Ning! Are... are you all right?"
Song Lan chimed in, "Ning! If there's anything we can help with, just say the word!"
Song Mei added, "That's right, Song Ning! We may not be very capable, but an extra pair of hands always helps!"
Song Ning paused, then realized what was going on.
They were probably still worried because she had cried last night!
It made sense. She had always seemed so strong and capable to them.
She really did seldom shed tears.
If she hadn't been with her grandfather last night...
Song Ning chuckled.
Still, the concern and worry on their faces warmed her heart.
"I'm fine, Wang! Go to work! If anything really happens, I'll definitely tell you!"
Song Wang still looked hesitant. "All right! All right! Make sure you tell me if anything happens!"
"By the way, how are things at your Distillery?" Song Ning had been busy lately and hadn't had time to check on the progress of his "career."
"We've already sold half the first batch! We've started brewing the second batch, and it's bigger than the last one! But the Distillery... I don't know the details of how it's doing. Factory Director Zheng has been running around outside