The apartment building where Wu Jinpeng lived was in terrible condition. It was at least thirty years old.
The three of them were crammed into a tiny twenty-square-meter room. The bathroom was right next to the kitchen, and a curtain divided the room down the middle.
"It's a little cramped, so I hope you don't mind. I was planning to move to a bigger place next month." Wu Jinpeng had just opened the door when a big yellow dog came bounding over, wagging its tail. It was affectionate with Wu Jinpeng and Wu Sheng, but bared its teeth when it saw Chen Ge.
"Don't mind him. Da Huang is a stray, and lots of people have chased him away, so he isn't very friendly with strangers. But once you get to know him, you'll find he's a very gentle dog." Wu Jinpeng scratched the fur on Da Huang's head and invited Chen Ge inside.
The cement floor wasn't tiled, and there was stuff piled everywhere, but it was all neatly arranged. The place was cramped, but it didn't feel dirty or messy.
"Xiao Kun, we have a guest. Go pour us two cups of tea!" Wu Jinpeng called into the room. A moment later, the curtain was pulled aside, and a young man with a vacant expression emerged from behind it, clutching an electric fan.
"Fan!"
"I know. Go pour the guest some tea first. I'll fix the fan." Wu Jinpeng tried to take the fan from the young man, but he dodged away, hugging the broken appliance tightly.
"Fan!"
"You little rascal. I'll buy you a new one once I get paid." Wu Jinpeng looked a little embarrassed as he turned to Chen Ge. "This is my younger brother. He had an accident when he was little and suffered