"How is he doing?" Jacob asked them. "He's fine," they answered. "Here comes his daughter Rachel with the sheep."
"It's still the middle of the day," he said. "It isn't time yet to gather the livestock. Water the sheep. Then let them graze."
They replied, "We can't until all the flocks are gathered. When the stone is rolled off the opening of the well, we can water the sheep."
While he was still talking to them, Rachel arrived with her father's sheep, because she was a shepherd.
Jacob saw Rachel, daughter of his uncle Laban, with his uncle Laban's sheep. He came forward and rolled the stone off the opening of the well and watered his uncle Laban's sheep.
Then Jacob kissed Rachel and sobbed loudly.
When Jacob told Rachel that he was her father's nephew and that he was Rebekah's son, she ran and told her father.
As soon as Laban heard the news about his sister's son Jacob, he ran to meet him. He hugged and kissed him and brought him into his home. Then Jacob told Laban all that had happened.
Laban said to him, "You are my own flesh and blood." Jacob stayed with him for a whole month.
Then Laban said to him, "Just because you're my relative doesn't mean that you should work for nothing. Tell me what your wages should be."
Laban had two daughters. The name of the older one was Leah, and the name of the younger one was Rachel.