"Am I not big enough now?"

Jiang Chen lazily dropped a line and continued walking forward.

Fang Qing watched his less-than-robust back and followed, lifting her feet.

The little boy Wei Wujie turned around while holding his father’s hand, clenching it tightly as if scared of losing him again.

The Moat shimmered with golden light.

The setting sun hung on the ancient city wall’s turret.

Both parties met on the arched bridge.

The mason Wei Wujie tightly pursed his lips, his lips trembling, a storm raging in his chest, yet he was clumsy with words.

Jiang Chen looked at the little boy, his peaceful smile basking in the sunset’s afterglow, as if coated with a layer of warm light filter.

"Tomorrow’s Monday, remember to go to school on time."

Wei Yuntao’s eyes trembled, he didn’t despair when he lost the case, didn’t hesitate when he stood on the street holding a banner, nor did he panic when the police took him away. But at this moment, in the eyes of his son, he was an especially great man, yet a man living on the social bottom rung, his eyes flickered with fragile tears.

Fortunately, the child didn’t see it.

"Th-thank you."

Thousands of words mixed into two old-fashioned words.

Indeed.

Weekends are always short.

If he couldn’t get out today, who would take the boy to school?

Jiang Chen moved his gaze, nodded, and calmly accepted the other’s sincere gratitude.

"Did you suffer?"

What’s shown on TV is all acted.

Those who often end up in the station know that officers aren’t that civil when dealing with criminals.

Wei Yuntao shook his head, took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and succinctly said, "The inspection team arrived very promptly."

Jiang Chen responded with an "Mm."

"Dad, was it the uncle who rescued you?"

The little boy looked up at his father, his small hand holding firmly onto the big hand, unwilling to let go for even a second.

"Yes!"

Wei Yuntao nodded forcefully, "The uncle and aunt are our great benefactors."

In the morning, he went to Greenfield Phase II, entered the station by noon, and was taken away by the inspection team for talks in the afternoon...moving from place to place, this day felt like a dream to him.

"Uncle, you’re amazing!"

The little boy shifted his gaze, his eyes filled with admiration.

Jiang Chen smiled confidently, "Didn’t uncle say, I’d never lie to kids."

The little boy beamed, "Uncle is a truly great man!"

The three adults were amused by his flattering words.

"Don’t bring him to the streets anymore."

Fang Qing said.

"Certainly not."

Wei Yuntao firmly promised, he took to the streets out of desperation, but now the inspection team had arrived in Sha City, everything would surely be explained.

His persistence was not mistaken.

Justice may be delayed, but it will not be absent.

"Take him home."

Wei Yuntao held his son’s hand, "Say goodbye to uncle and aunt."

"Goodbye uncle and aunt!"

The little boy waved farewell.

"Goodbye."

At parting, Wei Yuntao took a deep look at the young man in his twenties, he knew that his life and the other’s might only have a crossing point, then nothing in common again, and the other did not need his gratitude and repayment, but it didn’t stop him from remembering his benefactor’s appearance in his heart.

Being pulled by his father, after taking a couple of steps, the little boy Wei Wujie suddenly stopped.

Wei Yuntao also stopped.

The intelligent little boy turned back, looking at the uncle and aunt who turned his nightmare into a beautiful dream, this afternoon would surely become his lifelong nourishment, never to be forgotten.

"Uncle."

He called to Jiang Chen, at such a young age, his eyes seemed to contain a myriad of emotions.

"Hm?"

"I wish uncle and aunt a lasting union and living to a ripe old age together!"

Jiang Chen laughed silently.

Fang Qing stood beside, warmth in her demeanor.

What is a perfect match.

This is it.

"Also, I wish for you to achieve your dreams, surpass your father, and become an even greater mason."

Boss Jiang really isn’t afraid of getting beaten, huh.

Alright then.

The father didn’t seem to take offense, and instead, laughed when his son was wished to follow in his footsteps, laughing so freely and cheerfully.

"I will definitely work hard!"

The little boy waved his hand vigorously.

"Goodbye aunt!"

This time he didn’t stop again, the father and son turned around, walked down the Jiulong Bridge, gradually distancing away.

"Always remember the gratitude we owe uncle and aunt. You understand?"

Walking on the street, Wei Yuntao instructed seriously while holding his son’s hand.

"Dad, can we get our house back?"

"We will."

This wasn’t the first time his son asked, but Wei Yuntao’s answer was more determined than ever.

"Is it because of uncle and aunt?"

"Mm."

Even now, he didn’t know the identity of the young couple, but Wei Yuntao understood, a mason like himself wasn’t worth the effort for the inspection team.

Actually,

He harbored a deep doubt.

No relations, why would they extend a helping hand to a small figure like him?

"Did you follow uncle and aunt the whole day today?"

"Yes, uncle and aunt took me to the amusement park, and even treated me to McDonald’s. Dad, uncle and aunt are truly good people!"

Good people.

Hearing his son’s innocent words, Wei Yuntao suddenly realized.

Why does there have to be a reason?

Doesn’t the textbook have a saying, find joy in helping others?

Maybe, they were just kind-hearted.

"Yes. Good people like uncle and aunt will surely remain healthy and live long lives."

Since he couldn’t repay.

The only thing he could do was to sincerely wish them well.

"I won’t see uncle and aunt again, right?"

The little boy suddenly asked.

Wei Yuntao paused in silence, then smiled, "Not at all, uncle and aunt are Sha City people, maybe one day, you’ll meet them on the street again."

The little boy nodded, expectation again appearing in his eyes, "Dad, by becoming a mason, can I become a big figure like uncle?"

Wei Yuntao was taken aback, looked at his son in surprise, "A big figure?"

"Yes, uncle said he was a big figure who saved dad; he also said after eating McDonald’s, we could see dad. Everything he said was true."

Wei Yuntao showed a complicated smile, wanting to speak but stopping.

"...Becoming a big figure like uncle, is harder than becoming a mason."

He said slowly.

"I know, because I’ve never met anyone as good as uncle."

Indeed.

In this world, there is no shortage of "big figures" with power and wealth, just as there is no shortage of small figures struggling to survive.

For instance, the executives at Green Land who took houses from common people without negotiation and couldn’t be beaten in court—what kind of divine skills are these?

For ordinary people like them, big figures are innumerable, but those who maintain a kind heart are rare as hen’s teeth.

It’s like being a mason.

There are those who work diligently, and others who cut corners.

The big figures are different from each other too.

"Regardless of whether you can become a big figure like uncle, as long as you learn from uncle, you can definitely become a good person like uncle."

"Mm!"

The boy shook his father’s hand, jumping around, recounting his pleasant afternoon experiences to his father.

"Auntie also treated me to a popsicle today, it was so delicious."