"My company is in Nanhua city. Contact me if you guys are ever in town. Here's my number."
Zheng Xuan smiled amiably. He introduced himself and talked about his village.
Papa Jiao introduced himself as well. He didn't have a card, so he just gave Zheng Xuan his number. Papa Jiao was leaving in April, so they probably wouldn't be in contact anytime soon. However, exchanging phone numbers still meant they were now acquaintances. Who knew if a chance for cooperation might arise in the future.
Zheng Tan listened to them talk. Zheng Xuan had the same last name as him. He saw the man look at him and could tell he recognized him to be the cat at the graves. His child waved to Zheng Tan. The boy still had the golden rooster in his hand. Zheng Tan ignored the boy. They were off to different places. Zheng Tan thought about Nanhua city and the south in general. He wondered if he would ever get the chance to go back home.
