But it was even cleaner.
Wang Shuo dragged his suitcase to the gatehouse at the main entrance and gently tapped on the window.
"No visitors allowed."
The gruff voice of the old man in the gatehouse rang out almost immediately.
His tone was as unpleasant as ever, but his voice was strong.
Wang Shuo was used to it.
This was Uncle Liu, who was famous for his foul temper, but he had a genuinely good heart.
"Uncle Liu, I don't get to come back often. Let me just go in and take a look," Wang Shuo said with a grin, lowering his head to get closer to the window.
"Hey, is that you, Wang Shuo?"
The next thing he heard from inside the gatehouse was a CLATTER as an overexcited Uncle Liu knocked his radio to the floor.
"What are you doing back here?"
Uncle Liu hurried out, fumbling to open the gate for Wang Shuo.
"I missed you all, so I came back as soon as I had the time."
