The servant and Uncle quickly found the area near where Li Juren lived.
This courtyard originally belonged to an old granny; Li Juren only rented one room and cooked for himself every day.
The servant and Uncle waited outside for a long time, but never saw Li Juren come out.
They gnawed on dry rations in the cold wind and continued to wait.
When the sun had set, the courtyard door creaked open, and both of them jolted to attention.
Uncle didn't care whether it was the right person or not, he just picked up the basket and slowly walked over.
The one who came out was indeed Li Juren.
He had been writing all day and intended to come out to stretch his limbs.
He walked forward slowly, and Uncle caught up from behind and bumped into him.
Uncle's acting had become more and more polished; as he bumped into him, he let himself fall backward and plopped down on the ground.
