Wuzhou Port.
The sun blazed overhead.
At the passenger terminal, as passenger ships sailed in and out, two particularly striking figures emerged one after another from the stream of disembarking passengers.
The pair were a man and a woman. The woman was tall, the man powerfully built, each taller than the next. They towered above the crowd like cranes among chickens, drawing repeated sidelong glances.
Yan Lingyun paid no attention to the looks around her. Holding Lian Youming's hand, she walked out of the terminal, her almond-shaped eyes scanning back and forth. Only when a man in a short-sleeved shirt and shorts came running over, a straw hat slung on his back, did she wave delightedly and call, "Third Brother!"
The man stood 1.65 meters tall, with a kindly face, a plump figure, and slightly dark skin. At her greeting, his face lit up with a broad smile, and he jogged briskly over.
But the moment the siblings met, they started chattering away in their dialect. Lian Youming could not understand a single word and could only look around curiously. They had come by water from Guangzhou. Unlike the north, water transport was particularly well developed around Wuzhou. Passenger ships connected Wuzhou with almost every part of Guangdong, most of them Red Star Ships, which were very popular with ordinary people.
The wharf bustled with people coming and going, lively and prosperous, everyone queuing to board. Among those in line were two blond, blue-eyed foreigners carrying packs and holding cameras, occasionally taking a couple of pictures of the surrounding buildings and passengers.
When they noticed Lian Youming looking over, the foreigners' eyes lit up, and they snapped several more pictures.
Only when Yan Lingyun squeezed his hand did Lian Youming return his attention to the man before him.
"I'm Ayun's