Zeng Anmin's and Dachun's gazes followed the cripple as he gradually faded into the distance.
"Uncle, shall we go?" Hu Zi's somewhat exhausted voice drew Zeng Anmin's attention.
"Done playing?" Zeng Anmin glanced at him.
"Uncle said I shouldn't be too playful," Hu Zi answered honestly.
"Oh?" Zeng Anmin looked at him in surprise and blinked. "At an age where you can't even control your bladder, you can already control your urge to play?!"
"I'm saving it for next time." Hu Zi mimicked Zeng Anmin's usual smile, revealing a row of white teeth.
Alright then. "Okay, let's go. Say goodbye," Zeng Anmin said as he picked Hu Zi up, smiling at Ying Chen.
The little monk Ying Chen smiled back. His clear eyes revealed a sense of longing. It was obvious he usually had no playmates. Spending the afternoon with Hu Zi today had allowed him to experience the childhood fun he had been missing.
"We'll come disturb you again next time." Zeng Anmin gave the little monk a Buddhist bow.
