"Isn't An Wei still young?" Xu Yulan sat by the campfire, tossing in a small piece of firewood every now and then to look busy.
"I say, Yu Lan, what time is it now to still be arguing about age," Liu Yun retorted immediately, unwilling to let her own son be taken advantage of. "Look at your An Wei. He's broad-shouldered and strapping, not a hair shorter than his older cousin. Why is it that An Wei can't do the chores our Anliang does?
"If you're going to put it that way, then our Anliang shouldn't have to work either. He has his father and me, after all."
"Look how anxious you are, Liu Yun. I didn't say much," Xu Yulan replied. "If you want to protect your son and do a little extra work, that's your choice.
"I'm exhausted after walking all day. I'm not like you, getting to enjoy life by sitting on the cart with Father and Mother without your feet even touching the ground."
