When the village horn signaled the end of work, the Zhang Family's birthday feast had already gone through three rounds of drinks. The children, each with a bottle of soda, were also slowly taking small sips and finishing up.
As the horn sounded, Mr. Zhang frequently looked toward the door. His two brothers were supposed to be finishing work.
From this gesture of his father, Zhang Guoqing understood what true sibling bond was. He imagined that if he were enjoying delicious food and drink, he would really be thinking about his two older brothers.
He glanced at the restless children due to the adults not finished yet, and seeing them giving him looks, he smiled and waved them off to go play.
"Uncle, ice cream?"
"Wait a bit, be careful with your stomach."
"We'll bring some to Brother Tie Dan and the others."
These kids' eyes were darting around, like little puppies, almost wagging their tails, their thoughts plainly written on their faces, the meaning was obvious.
