This day, the weather was clear.
In the small courtyard rented by Zhou Heng, there was a boy and a girl, two children who were practicing some rather strange positions one move at a time.
Both children appeared to be around five or six years old, handsome and adorable like porcelain dolls, and they even looked somewhat alike, likely a pair of twin brothers and sister.
As they practiced these odd positions, their little faces were earnest, without the slightest relaxation.
Zhou Heng stood to the side, watching the two practice their skills, nodding slightly, quite satisfied in his heart.
The two children were named Jiang Xianchu and Jiang Houli, the former being the brother and the latter the sister.
Zhou Heng had discovered them a few days earlier while treating illnesses at a medical clinic.
