Zhao Gang woke up around ten at night, yawning, and noticed how unusually quiet the house was.
His wife wasn't there with him, which puzzled Zhao Gang. The deeper the night got, the more clearly he could hear the sounds from the next room.
Wow, nobody was asleep; they were all chatting away in Cai Ming's room, and he could even hear his twins giggling away.
After Zhao Gang got up from the kang, he overheard Gong Tao animatedly talking about their trip to Beijing.
"Wow, Uncle Gong, is Beijing that fun? And so much tasty stuff too?" Zhao Guangran listened all night to Gong Tao talking about Beijing, getting all sorts of excited.
But at the thought of not having as much good food in Beijing, he wasn't all that keen. No way, he couldn't listen to more; who knows, Uncle Gong might have been sent by his big brother to persuade him.
