If Han Yi were just a regular kid, that would be fine, and not acknowledging him wouldn't matter. But he is so exceptional that it's hard to let go and have him take someone else's surname.
Han Yi and Xiao Wan are unaware of what Mei Shuping is thinking. The couple left the courtyard gate and caught a tram heading to Tiananmen, arriving a little after eleven.
Around them, there were vendors selling candied haws, rice cakes, and crispy pastries. Lin Wan wanted to eat everything she saw.
Han Yi bought one of everything for her, his hands full of food. Lin Wan ate a bite of this and that, savoring each delicious morsel.
"Did we come to visit Tiananmen, or to just eat?"
"If it weren't for you, if we could get up earlier, perhaps we could have played inside for a while."
