When the group arrived home, General Wei was still out in the yard chopping wood. He carried himself without a hint of airs, and his vitality showed no signs of fading; he was every bit as capable as a young man.
Xia Jinjuan was terribly worried. "Uncle Wei, please, take a rest. There are plenty of us here; how could we let you do this?"
"It’s nothing. I’d only be idle otherwise, so this is just to get the blood flowing."
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