Zhu Zhengwei was slightly startled.
His parents, and his elder brother, were all honest and simple village people, guileless and sincere.
Yet it was as if they were from a past life, having witnessed the miracle of his birth and maintaining an awe towards him... while his younger brother Zhang Zhi, born later, didn't hold such reverence and incessantly asked him questions from a young age.
Before him now was his elder brother's son, Zhang Tu, who was quite an outgoing child, unlike the reserved demeanor of his parents and elder brother.
Zhu Zhengwei turned his head to look at his elder brother and sister-in-law in the room.
His elder brother hesitated for a moment, rubbed his hands that were tidying up the dishes, and somewhat awkwardly said, "Why don't you take him out to have a look? The child has never liked staying in the village since childhood."
