"Yeah, it's really quite a coincidence. You're very lucky." Jiang Li said cheerfully, raising his cup of tea and clinking it against Ah Tong's cup of wine.
Ah Tong always suspected that Jiang Li was hinting at something in his words, but after some contemplation, he couldn't discern any problems and simply responded with a polite smile.
"Uncle Jiang..."
"You've reached a conclusion?"
"Mmm, I have a sort of idea."
The village had been celebrating for ten days, and Ah Tong had stayed there for the same period, always wearing a smile on his face as he kept the village elder company.
Ten days later, Ah Tong bid the elder farewell, "Grandpa, the Nine Provinces are vast and our village is just a humble corner. I want to journey out and see the world."
The elderly village head was reluctant to let him go, but he knew Ah Tong had grown up, and that the small Han Pool village had become a constraint for him. So, he tearfully bid him goodbye.
