The balconies of the two families are only about a dozen centimeters apart.
"Uncle Shen! How did you end up in someone else's house?" Su Zhen called out joyfully.
Shen Hanxiu, however, gestured for her to be quiet: "This is our little secret between the two of us, can you not tell Mom?"
Su Zhen covered her mouth and giggled with delight: "So Uncle, are you going to live here from now on?"
"Yes, if you have anything to tell me, just come here and press the little button under your feet, and I'll come out."
Su Zhen squatted down and curiously pressed it, only to hear the faint ringing of a bell from Shen Hanxiu's room, "Uncle, you're so awesome!"
Shen Hanxiu thought of Zhang Xiaoni, how at her age, she would follow him around all day, saying he was good-looking and so smart, lavishing praise on him without stint.
"Fried chicken leg." Shen Hanxiu reached out and handed over the paper bag.
