First Arrival at Balih River

My First Day in Balihé

Wang Yue didn't respond, but Li Dawei wasn't offended. He was a chatterbox and had long since gotten used to this. Not everyone had the patience to listen to him ramble the way his mother did.

But Li Dawei couldn't sit still for long. He glanced at the Old Madam, who was keeping to one side, and decided he needed to find something to do. He said sternly, "You're not allowed to run off. When the police car gets here, you're coming with us to the Police Station. We'll sort things out there."

The Old Madam was frightened by Li Dawei's fierce expression. She took a trembling step back and clutched the child even tighter. The child became even more uncomfortable in her arms and fussed even louder.

The Old Madam had already been unable to calm the child. Now that he was making an even bigger fuss, and Li Dawei was making her more anxious, she said in a panic, "I've got identification. I just didn't bring it."

When Li Dawei heard the Old Madam repeat herself and saw her holding the child so tightly, he couldn't find a chance to intervene. He looked helplessly at the calm Wang Yue beside him and whispered, "Bro, you're just going to let her hold the child like that? That doesn't seem right. Look how hard the child's crying!"

Watching Li Dawei's worried expression, Wang Yue wondered how he'd ever graduated. He reminded him helplessly, "The child's crying and fussing, but every time he's about to get away, he clings tightly to the Old Madam. He doesn't act like he doesn't know her."

After Wang Yue pointed it out, Li Dawei looked at the child. It really was as Wang Yue had said. He stared at Wang