Yuyang City.
Er Niu came home after a day's work to find a meal already on the table. It wasn't lavish, but it was warm.
"Jing, you and Niu Niu should have eaten. You didn't need to wait for me."
Er Niu washed his hands, a smile spreading across his honest face as he scooped up the little girl, Niu Niu, who came bouncing over to him.
"Uncle Niu, Niu Niu wants to hear a story tonight."
"Well..."
Er Niu's face reddened. He scratched his head and said, "Uncle doesn't know how to tell stories. I just..."
He fumbled for words, unsure what to say. It was just that one night, unable to sleep, he had chatted with Jing under the moonlight, telling her some stories from his childhood.
This made Niu Niu think he was a storyteller, and she kept pestering him to tell them again.
He didn't know the first thing about telling stories.
"Niu Niu, Uncle Er Niu has had a long day. Let him eat first. After he finishes his meal, maybe he'll remember a story."
