When Zhao Youcai returned home with Han Shang, Wang Meilan had just put lard in the wok. She was about to stir-fry some pickled cabbage with bear leg meat for Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu.
Seeing Han Shang follow Zhao Youcai into the house, Wang Meilan quickly put down her spatula. She smiled and greeted Han Shang, "Han, it's so late. Sorry to trouble you with a trip over here."
"Oh, come on, Second Aunt, what are you saying? We're all neighbors in the same village. No need to be so formal."
Inside, Li Baoyu heard this and couldn't help but shoot a wry look at Zhao Jun.
But Zhao Jun was sitting on the edge of the kang, leaning against the kang cabinet, and seemed to be in a daze.
When Zhao Youcai and Han Shang entered the room, Li Baoyu stood up and said, "Uncle, Brother Han."
