While Kyson is still absorbed in the happiness of getting a desired skill, an old voice suddenly sounded, calling for him at the gate of his home.
"Kyson, boy, come here and take a look at this!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Kyson got up from the rocking chair and looked at the gate.
There, he found an old man standing, holding an enclosed chicken carrier in his hands.
With a smile, Kyson talked to the old man with great familiarity.
"Oh, Grandpa Bert! What do you want me to see?"
Grandpa Bert is Kyson's neighbor. He is 75 years old this year but is still powerful.
On his head, you won't even see the usual white strands of hair that you often see on other old people the same age as him.
In this rural community, most neighbors knew each other and interacted quite often.
This made neighbors much closer than those in the city.
Grandpa Bert has been Kyson's neighbor since he was a kid.
