Wang Haoyang was twenty-two, tall and thin, dressed in a shirt, dress pants, and a pair of rimless glasses, scholarly, with a strong scholarly aura.
Uncle Wang had been in business, leaving behind a small company that Brother Haoyang had inherited. Aunt Lin said that he had been doing quite well recently, and the business was fairly good.
"Xiao Chen!"
He saw me and greeted me enthusiastically.
To him, I was the son of his benefactor, his family had been saved by my father when he was a child. That's why I could move into this house, and Aunt Lin was so good to me.
"Brother Haoyang!"
After the greeting, I glanced at Sister Shiyi sitting on the sofa. She also glanced at me, then looked away and continued to watch TV.
"Aunt Lin, let me help!"
I made my way into the kitchen where Aunt Lin was busy with a lot of groceries that she had bought.
"Okay!"
