Lin Yu'an immediately sprang into action, donned his Archaeopteryx down jacket, and started up his Zongshen Tricycle.
Stan hopped onto his own snowmobile, while David and George sat in the sidecar, experiencing this vehicle from China for the first time...
The group formed an unusual convoy, heading deep into Wiseman Town.
Old George's cabin was larger and tidier than Stan's, with a well-maintained old Ford pickup parked in the yard.
On the other side of the yard, under a massive canvas cover, the outline of a large machine could be vaguely seen.
A silver-haired yet still robust old man was chopping wood in the yard—he was Old George.
"Hey, George! I brought a new neighbor to meet you!" Stan called out from afar.
Old George stopped his work, straightened up, and examined Lin Yu'an, who stepped down from the tricycle, with a sharp gaze.
"Stan, is this the Chinese kid you mentioned?"
