中国好故事 · 英雄出少年
I searched for Uncle Erlang and finally found him hiking with his dog on Hua Shan Mountain.
I yelled across a canyon to ask him where my mom was trapped. He wasn’t happy to see me, to put it mildly.
And that’s how I got here, fighting my uncle on the cliffs of Hua Shan Mountain.
I raise my axe and crouch under the overhang. I hold my breath.
Uncle Erlang is quiet now after complaining about me not thanking him.
I can’t tell where he is. I peek out and look for him. I see his fierce dog on the path ahead.
