Luo Hai held his mother close. Behind her stood a young man with a fair complexion, reminiscent of his mother in her youth. He was about five-foot-three, with long hair tied into a bun held in place by a thin wooden stick. He wore a single-layered garment, yet it was free of patches, and he carried a basket in his hand.
"You... are you Jiangwazi?" Luo Hai’s voice trembled.
While Luo Jiang’s memory of his eldest brother was hazy, Luo Hai remembered what his younger brother looked like as a child. Though Luo Jiang had grown up and changed, Luo Hai still recognized him; otherwise, he wouldn't have known him at first sight.
Chapter 140