Wu Jinpeng lived at in old apartment. The house was at least thirty years old. The family of three squeezed inside a small room of twenty cubic meters. The toilet was adjacent to the kitchen, and the rooms were separated by curtains.
"The place is a bit cramped. I hope you don't mind it. I plan to move to a bigger place next month." As Wu Jinpeng opened the door, a big yellow dog rushed over, wagging its tail. It was friendly with Wu Jinpeng and Wu Sheng but snarled warningly when it saw Chen Ge. "Down boy! Sorry about that. Ol' Huang is a stray. He has been chased away by many people, so he isn't keen on strangers. Once you get close to him, though, you'll see how friendly and warm he is."
Wu Jinpeng grabbed Ol' Huang by the fur on his head as he invited Chen Ge into the room. The cement floor was not tiled, and a lot of paraphernalia filled the room, but the place was neatly organized. As small as the place was, it did not feel dirty or disorganized.
