Zhao Erlang returned from jogging, bewildered, and was taken to the garden by Qiu Wu.
The young men all turned their heads to look at him, the nominal heir of the main house.
Zhao Erlang, unlike before, paid no attention to their gazes and ran straight to his sister, "Sister!"
Zhao Hanzhang pulled him over, "Quickly, go pay respects to Uncle and Uncle Cheng."
"Oh," Zhao Erlang went to salute the two, calling them Uncle and Uncle Cheng, and then turned to leave.
"Hold on," Zhao Cheng called out, asking, "Do you know who I am?"
Zhao Erlang: "Uncle."
Zhao Cheng: "Which Uncle?"
Zhao Erlang turned to look at his sister.
Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "This is Uncle Cheng, who used to study with Father."
Zhao Erlang: "Uncle Cheng."
Zhao Cheng felt a bit disappointed but didn't show it. He continued to ask, "What are you reading now?"
Zhao Erlang honestly replied, "I'm not reading anything."
Zhao Cheng frowned, "Then how many books have you read in total?"
