"Brother Xuan, is this your home?"
In front of the Chen Mansion.
Wang Hai's round eyes looked at the dark red door in front of him and the stone lion taller than his father.
His small hand gestured at the door, seemingly comparing it to his own home's door.
After comparing, his little mouth couldn't close.
Chen Xuan bent down, pointed at the two large characters 'Chen Mansion' on the dark red door, and said gently, "Remember these two words, this is not just Brother Xuan's home, it will also be your home from now on. Understand?"
"Chen Mansion?"
Wang Hai carefully looked at the two characters, although he didn't recognize them, he traced them repeatedly in his mind.
During this time in the county wandering, he felt clearly more mature, without the babyish innocence he had in the village.
"I remember, Brother Xuan!"
Wang Hai's childish face was exceptionally earnest at this moment.
"Good!"
Chen Xuan patted his head.
"You've grown a lot!"
