"Lu Hong, Lu Hong, look what Grandpa brought back?!" In the rural fields, an eight-year-old girl hopped and skipped around to come up behind a one-armed man.
The one-armed man slowly turned around, his legs and feet seeming a bit unsteady, as he grinned foolishly at the girl.
"Look, Grandpa brought a roast chicken back. Eat some first, Lu Hong. Grandpa went to town to do business, and he definitely won't let you eat when he gets back." The girl held up the roast chicken, unable to hide her reluctance and desire in her eyes.
The one-armed man shook his head and pushed the roast chicken back to her, gesturing for her to eat it herself.
"Have some, Lu Hong. Aren't you tired of buns every day?" The girl forcefully tore off a chicken leg and tried hard to bring it to the one-armed man's mouth.
Seeing his adamant refusal, the one-armed man finally reluctantly bit into the chicken leg, then rubbed the girl's head, grinning foolishly.
