Speaking of the past, the four of them laughed together, with a sense of amusement amidst their troubles.
Children never understand adults' worries. Xibao, tugging at Ding Hailan's sleeve, squatted beside her to play, and quickly got Ding Hailan to open up to him. Upon hearing he was from the Capital and used to live in a large compound, Xibao asked, "Huahua, my little brother, do you know him?"
"Huahua?" Ding Hailan thought for a moment, "There are a lot of flowers at my home, but no little brother."
Xibao pointed to his nose, "My little brother, Huahua, not the flowers on the trees."
"Huahua is Wang Zhonghua," Lu's father interjected during the conversation, "Hailan, do you know Wang Zhonghua?"
Ding Hailan immediately said, "Oh, he's a big brother, not a little brother!"
