Li Changfeng and the others watched the father and son, finding the scene quite amusing.
Zhang Huai nodded to Zhang Yang. Without wasting words, he waved goodbye to the others and pulled Zhao San onto the boat. Once on board, he and Liu Sanshun spent a good while laughing at Zhao San.
Liu Sanshun said, "Third Uncle, can't you say a few kind words to Shi Tou? I'm sure he hates to see you go, too. He's still so little and has to live away from home for several months. He's bound to miss you and Auntie."
Zhao San grumbled, "That little rascal. He learns a few words and suddenly he's so high and mighty." But his voice was filled with a deep sense of loss. His gaze drifted to the water's surface as his mind filled with memories of his son, from infancy to the present day—all the laughter his clever, mischievous boy had brought to their home.
