Zhou Jiao thought for a moment and shook her head, "No, I've never heard him mention it, but when we were young, he often brought eggs and chicken legs for me to eat. He wouldn't let me tell anyone; he'd secretly pull me to the middle of the bridge, stand there watching for anyone approaching from either side, and if someone was coming, he'd hide it under his clothes, telling me to wipe my mouth clean and drink some water so no one would notice. I was probably only 5 then, but I remember it clearly. The first time he gave it to me, he was tempted himself and kept asking if it was tasty. Later, we ended up eating the chicken leg together. It seemed undercooked, all burnt and black from roasting."
Lin Lishan laughed heartily, "So little yet knew to stand in the middle of the bridge, aware of people from both ends, truly clever."
