Chapter 6: Run Tu the Villager
Run Tu finally arrived.
I looked at him, almost unable to recognize him. He was wearing a worn-out cotton jacket, his face covered with wrinkles, and his eyes looked exhausted. His hands were rough, covered with calluses. These were hands that had labored for years.
When he saw me, a smile appeared on his face, saying, "Young Master, you're back."
I smiled and said, "Run Tu, you've come. Come in and sit down."
He walked into the room and sat on a chair. Mother brought him tea. He respectfully took the teacup and said, "Thank you, Madam."
I looked at him, feeling very sad. Is this still the lively Run Tu? Is this still the Run Tu who ran in the melon fields? He has now become so old, so silent.