"To where you need to go." The old man stroked his beard and laughed, then he stretched out his hand: "Come with me!"
"But, I still want to find my Father and Mother, and I still have to find my niece!" Little Feng Ye placed his hands behind his back and took a step back: "If I leave, I won't be able to see my Father and Mother, and my niece won't be able to find me."
"Hahaha." The old man chuckled. He glanced at him deeply and said meaningfully: "It's not that you won't be able to meet, it's that the time to meet hasn't arrived yet."
"Why?" The little guy seemed to like to ask why, because he didn't understand what he was saying.
At first, the old man didn't want to say more. However, when he saw the little guy had taken a step back and placed his hands behind his back, unwilling to leave with him, he explained patiently: "Let me ask you, did your mother have a difficult labour when she gave birth to you?"
