The Zhao family hesitated momentarily but still cleared a path for them.
Old Zhou then led his family huddle through the gate and glanced at the bowls and utensils that had already been put away in the courtyard. Satisfied, he nodded and turned to Zhou Dalang, "Go find some brooms, and make sure you find a lot."
Zhou Dalang responded and went off to look for brooms.
The Zhao family followed in, but there were too many of them, and not everyone entered. Primarily, Zhao First and Zhang Second led a few severely injured teenagers and children inside.
They came in aggressively, demanding an explanation from Old Zhou.
Old Zhou calmly pinched his tobacco and cut them off, "Alright, what's the big deal? Isn't it normal for kids to fight and play? Fighting can bring brothers closer."
These had been the words his uncle told his parents when he, as a younger man, had been beaten up by the two Zhao brothers; Old Zhou had remembered them all his life.
