Daohua had a deep impression of the Wang Clan members who had robbed her. Looking at the little boy she saw for the second time, she took him into the back courtyard of the medicinal clinic.
In the back courtyard room, Wang Lifu hung his hands at his sides, constantly tugging at his clothes, his head hung low, showing a look of wanting to see Daohua yet not daring to lift his head.
Guyu and Lixia stood by, finding his behavior somewhat amusing.
Daohua sized up Wang Lifu.
The little guy looked a bit better than when she last saw him; at least he was wearing a cotton-padded coat now. Although it was a women's style and didn't quite fit him well, it was much better than the ragged and patched thin brown garment he had worn before.
Seeing Wang Lifu's face red from the cold, Daohua turned to Guyu: "Go and bring him a bowl of milk tea."
Guyu nodded and went off.
Daohua said to Wang Lifu: "Stand in front of the charcoal basin to warm up."
