Seeing that the kids weren't the least bit scared, Li Xiangyang squatted down to their level. "Your uncle knows someone who was playing with firecrackers when he was little and got his eye blown out," he said. "His left eyeball was completely gone."
As he spoke, he pulled down one of his eyelids, revealing the red inner lining. "See? Isn't that scary?"
The children looked and were indeed frightened. "We won't throw snap-pops at people anymore."
Li Xiangyang ruffled Lin Jun's hair. "You're all good kids. When we go to East Market, I'll take you to see a movie."
The children's eyes lit up as they looked at him. Lin Jun raised his hand. "Uncle, I want to see *Tunnel War*!"
Li Xiangyang smiled and nodded. "Alright, we'll see *Tunnel War*."
The kids jumped for joy. "Yay! We're going to see *Tunnel War*!"
Lin Jun and Lin Gang waved and ran toward the bicycle, with Lin Qing pulling Little Douzi along in pursuit.
