With this in mind, Old Man Hua couldn't sit still anymore. Just as the floodwaters receded, the land outside gradually became firmer, and the grains in the valley began to sprout. For a short time, the valley wasn't busy, so it was time to let his son take the people out for a spin.
He promptly stood up from the bamboo chair his son had specially made for him, "Chengtian, Chengtian," he called towards his son's room across the way.
Hua Chengtian, who was taking a nap, was startled awake. He wiped his face, still too drowsy to open his eyes, but helplessly responded to the call.
"Dad, I heard you."
"Hurry, I have something to tell you."
"Sure, sure," he agreed aloud, though his body was very honest in remaining laid on the bed.
"Hurry up, who knows if Dad has some urgent matter," Mrs. Qi kicked the man beside her. Almost kicked him off the bed, but it did manage to fully wake Hua Chengtian up.
Not even allowed to properly take a nap, Hua Chengtian stared blankly at the roof.
