Elder Zhao took a deep breath. He was eighty-two years old. 'I should be able to live to a hundred,' he thought.
"Fifty years ago, I, Zhao Changmin, met a female teacher who was tutoring my son. Her name was Zhao Xinlan. I fell in love with her at first sight and pursued her relentlessly."
"A few months later, the two of us began an affair."
Instead of reading from the paper in his hands, Elder Zhao seemed lost in reminiscence, speaking in a casual, matter-of-fact tone.
The moment he spoke, all the villagers were dumbfounded, their faces showing complete confusion. 'What is this all about? He gathered us all here in the dead of night, and we thought he was going to announce something earth-shattering.'
'So you dragged us out here just to tell us about your romantic escapades as a young man?'
The Zhao Family members were just as stunned. 'Has today's excitement gotten to him?' they wondered.
