The matriarch reprimanded, "Ling'er, what nonsense are you up to? Third Sister is injured, yet you're trying to take her wheelchair. Apologize to your Third Sister right now."
"I want the wheelchair, but I didn't take it." Feng Ling protested tearfully, "Third Sister, you're too much."
Feng Ling stomped her foot and ran off crying. The matriarch said, "Yu'er, don't be angry. I'll properly discipline her later."
Feng Shu said with a smile, "Among the fruits and vegetables sent by the Land Office, there are two baskets of winter dates. I remember Ling'er likes them the most, so I asked for an extra five pounds. I'll send them to her later to try. If she enjoys them, she can let me know, and I'll send someone to Yiling Village to gather another basket."
"Alright, Shu'er, you've been thoughtful. You must be tired from your journey; go rest soon."
