Zhang Kuang first took the two of them to the place he had arranged for them to stay.
They went downstairs and arrived in front of a rounded building covered in cartoon pictures.
Zhang Kuang pushed open a door in a corner of the ground floor and switched on the lights.
The room was spotless, with ten small children's beds arranged inside.
"This is where you'll be staying. Put five beds side by side, and that'll give each of you enough room to sleep. The guardrails on the little beds are there to keep the children from falling out in their sleep. They're removable, so just take them off."
Li Tianming asked, "This bedroom looks pretty new. Have any children slept here?"
"Yes. But one child died suddenly in this room during his afternoon nap. The other parents didn't want the bad luck rubbing off on them. They thought staying in a room where someone had died was unlucky, so they wouldn't let their children rest here anymore."
As he spoke, he scratched his stubbly chin, then looked Li Tianming and Qin Siyang over again. "I figured neither of you would care about that sort of thing, so I put you in this room."
"Who says I don't care? I do!"
Qin Siyang immediately protested.
Li Tianming nodded as well. "This kid's a little superstitious. Before heading out, he checks whether it's an auspicious day. If it isn't, he won't travel far. Asking him to sleep in a room where someone died really is a bit much."
"All right, then you can rent an apartment nearby and come to the kindergarten for three meals a day."
Qin Siyang thought that suggestion was worth considering, so he asked, "We've got money now. Old Li, since I'm covering your food, clothes, lodging,