Just then, Zhang Zhanshan's voice came from the inner room. "Brother, you're here?"
Hearing this, Jiang Ershuan took the opportunity to enter the inner room. He saw Zhang Zhanshan lying on the kang bed, his face ashen, his left hand clenched into an unnatural fist.
"Big Brother." Jiang Ershuan entered the room and placed the bag he was carrying on the edge of the kang.
"Laibao!" Zhang Zhanshan strained to crane his neck and shouted to the outer room, "Pour your uncle some water."
Zhang Laibao heard him but didn't say a word. He simply took an enamel mug to the thermos and poured it nearly full for Jiang Ershuan.
When Zhang Laibao came into the inner room, he saw Jiang Ershuan taking things out of the bag.
One bag held four cans of fruit—two Peach Cans and two of hawthorn. The other bag contained... exactly the same things.
Seeing this, Zhang Zhanshan laughed and said, "Brother, why bring me two of everything?"
