Seeing his father come in, he sat up.
"Xiang Dong, do you want to go for a walk with me?"
Xiang Dong nodded, he didn't say anything.
The father and son walked out the main door, heading towards the east end of the village.
This time of day, they could still run into people, so neither of them said anything, just exchanged smiles and greetings with others.
At the foot of the mountain where there was no one around, "Xiang Dong, have a seat."
"Dad, what's the matter?"
"Xiang Dong, what's going on? You didn't used to be like this. Why do you seem so lifeless now?"
"Dad. I think I'm wrong, I don't like this kind of work."
"Everyone in the city envies a formal job like yours. When the factory moves to the city, you'll be working there.
Save money for a couple of years yourself, I'll add some for you, then you can buy a house in the city and find a working wife. Isn't this good?
