Zhang Cai tightly held Zhang Xiaohua's hands, and his right hand rubbed his eyes in disbelief, wiping away some dampness from them. He looked at Zhang Xiaohua up and down, left and right, his smile so wide that his mouth seemed unable to close. He said, "Good, good, it's good you're back, it's good you're back."
But soon after, he turned his head away to wipe some tears quietly, as if he was very happy, and also as if he had recalled something.
Before Mr. Liu and Liu Kai could speak, Old Shopkeeper Li from the side hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Young Master Zhang, do you still remember this old man?"
Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly returned the bow and said, "Uncle Li, please don't be so formal. You are Brother Li Jinfeng's father and my elder. I really can't stand such courtesy."
Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's polite response, Zhang Cai also took Old Shopkeeper Li's hand and said, "Old brother, Xiaohua is just a child, there's no need to be polite to him."
