"Dad, Mom, I'm back!" Tang Muxin greeted as she arrived at her doorstep after taking a ride on Hong Dali's Soaring Angel. She then removed her little leather boots and bolted into the house. She hugged her Dad Tang Ruisi's neck from behind and asked grinningly, "Dad, was your work today tiring? Want me to help you massage your shoulders?"
At home, Tang Ruisi was the pillar of support and had great ability. He was the idol of Tang Muxin ever since she was young. As she reached home, the first thing she thought of was to help her Dad relief some of his fatigue.
"Hehe, I'm not tired, go get some rest, Xinxin." Tang Ruisi was still wearing that greenish-gray vest and holding a copper tobacco pipe. He took a puff, smiled and asked, "Xinxin, how was your day? Are you happy?"
