There was a small duplex house in Bourke. When the car stopped, Han Luo opened the door and got out. She strode in the direction of the house and exclaimed, "What a pretty house!"
Ma Rui came out of the car and then took off her sunglasses. A straw panama hat was shielding her eyes from the fires of the sun. She smiled gently and said, "This pretty house belongs to your big brother, Luo'er. He has good taste, doesn't he?"
Han Luo slowly turned to look at Mo Yuan. "Big brother has a wonderful house." She fidgeted and then asked, "Is it okay to have me here?" She was wearing a white lace sleeve top and a pair of blue denim shorts. While asking, her hands were clenched onto her top.
Ma Rui felt a sudden surge of excitement when waiting for her son's answers. She was eager to hear how he responded to Han Luo's question.
Mo Yuan expressionlessly walked past her and mumbled softly, "We are already here, aren't we? Come inside."
