Not daring to take another look at his daughter, he braced himself to take credit for killing the wild boar.
"Don't just stand there, sit down. We're all family here, why are you still so polite, child?"
Ignoring his surprise, the old man, Hua Desheng, quickly stepped forward to stop Hua Chengtian from standing up. The child's hand was trembling—a sign of exhaustion he couldn't ignore.
"Uncle, I'm not tired," insisted Hua Chengtian, standing up regardless.
Everyone else was standing; it wouldn't be right for him to sit and talk. He didn't think he had such a senior position in the village.
Knowing Hua Chengtian's character, Hua Desheng said no more, though his surprise was hard to contain. He glanced admiringly at the old man beside him.
