C1484 White-browed Man's Decision

"Uncle, we're almost there! The outhouse ahead is where Grandpa Whitebrow stays. "

A few young children jumped and pointed. They ran towards the short thatched hut with their short legs and shouted, "Grandpa White-browed! Grandpa Whitebrow!"

Lying on the bamboo bed, his right hand was holding onto a book. When Whitebrow, whose left hand was still rubbing the mud on his chest