Hearing this, Lin Dongxue couldn't help feeling sad. Chen Shi said, "It seems that he likes to stay here."

"Yeah, he’s just like a child!" The old lady smiled proudly. "He can't speak but when I hear him whine, I know what he’s doing. Whether it’s someone coming or it's raining outside, I’d know. At night, when he can't sleep, I would tell him stories about Meng Jiangnu crying on the Great Wall[1], about the pony crossing the river, and the like. He’d kneel in front of me and listen very seriously... Sometimes, he reminded me of my dead son who was also loyal and honest. He went to work on a construction site and worked for a whole year, but the company didn’t pay him. The workers told him to stand atop a crane and call the reporters to expose it so that the...