Zhao Yao woke up at the fourth quarter of the afternoon.
"Yao Yao, the village chief wants to recommend someone to you."
Zhao Yao was eating snacks and, upon hearing Liang Run's words, paused his actions and asked curiously, "Who?" The snacks were brought by Liang Run from the pastry shop this morning. Since they were staying in Dahua Village for the next two days, Liang Run was worried that his precious nephew wouldn't have snacks to eat, so he specially bought a lot.
"A ten-year-old child," Liang Run added with a smile, "A child with a lot of strength."
Zhao Yao's eyes immediately sparkled with interest upon hearing this. He quickly asked, "How strong?"
Liang Run did not answer directly but asked instead, "Do you remember the two stone lions at the entrance of the village chief's house?"
