A Distinguished Guest

Wang Yao was in the cottage reading a scripture.

The raindrops were hitting the window.

San Xian was lying inside his dog house, looking far away as if he was in deep thought. Da Xia was standing on the tree and flapped his wings from time to time.

Spring rain was as precious as oil. It didn't last for a long time and stopped in early evening.

Wang Yao didn't want to go home because the path on the hill could be muddy after the rain. But he received a phone call from home asking him to go home because he had visitors.

Wang Yao went home and saw two strangers waiting for him—a man and a woman. The woman seemed to be in her 30's and had fantastic skin, while the man looked a bit rough. He sat straight in a rigid posture on the sofa. Wang Yao had never seen these two people before.

"Yao, long time no see!" said the woman, who obviously knew Wang Yao.

"Hi, you are..." asked Wang Yao.