Zhitian continued, "Once he becomes an officer, he can keep an eye out for you all. Perhaps very soon, he can bring you to live in a grand manor in Kyoto. Brother, you should visit Kyoto and see the bustling splendor there."
Shengsi's eyes lit up at the suggestion, his head spinning quickly. All his sons and nephews have bound feet; what shall he do? If he had known, he would have left one unbound. Such a great opportunity to become an officer is about to be missed!
Suddenly, he remembered his eldest grandson, Asheng, who had just complained about not wanting to bind his feet. He quickly asked, "All my nephews have bound feet, but the grandson generation has not finished yet. It's such a pity he's a bit young, only ten this year."
Zhitian sneered internally; Asheng looked no more than eight. Shengsi feared he wouldn't agree, thus deliberately made his grandson two years older.
