"Jinli, Jinli, the hospital called, and the boy you found has woken up. Do you want to go see him?"
Before they even reached the Xiao Family house, Xiao Qingshan began shouting from the doorway.
The Village Head followed behind Xiao Qingshan and rolled his eyes at his son's immature behavior, speaking irritably, "He's over twenty years old, and still acting so noisy, it's quite disgraceful."
Xiao Jinli was lying in a lounge chair in the yard when she saw the Village Head and his son enter, so she stood up.
Xiao's mother laughed as she brought some tea, saying, "Village Head, Qingshan has always been lively and bubbly, which is quite cute."
When a twenty-something young man is called cute, even thick-skinned Xiao Qingshan's face reddens involuntarily.
He said, "Auntie, don't praise me like that; it's embarrassing."
Xiao's mother covered her mouth, giggling, "Qingshan, I'm telling the truth."
