Qian Manjiang tossed and turned until the middle of the night, tidying up his already sleeping young wife before he himself went downstairs for a quick wash, then returned to bed and fell into a deep sleep. He felt as though he had not slept for long when he heard knocking and shouting, "Mom, Mom, open the door, your son misses you."
He tilted his head, kissed his little wife, and continued to hold her as he slept. He thought the shouting was from next door's Old Wang's son, in the military housing area there were family members who temporarily visited, and Old Wang's wife had brought their son to see Old Wang in the barracks just last month.
In his groggy state, he was somewhat puzzled; didn't that dark-skinned boy speak with a Jiaodong accent? Why had it changed to a Ji'an accent now?
