At four in the morning, Zhang Guoqing quietly got out of bed. He picked up his toiletries, gently closed the door, and went out into the yard. Seeing some activity next door, he smiled knowingly, betting his second brother didn't sleep well all night.
There must have been a light snowfall late at night. A fine white layer covered the ground, easy to slip on if not careful. Zhang Guoqing quickly finished washing up, picked up a broom, and swept the yard to prevent his mother from slipping in the dark early in the morning.
Next door, Zhang Guoqiang heard the sound of sweeping in the yard. He could no longer stay in bed; he hadn't slept a wink last night, worried that he'd wake up realizing it was all a dream. He was anxious yet excited, tossing and turning, unable to believe he could work in town now, especially in an office? Hearing the sounds, he knew it was Xiao Wu.
