"This is my cousin," Zhang Feng said, "his name is Zhang Tianling."
"Oh!" Several people nodded.
After a brief introduction, Zhang Feng took Xiao Han and the others to his home. Zhang Feng's house was a single-story brick and tile house. The house was quite old and severely damaged, with tiles that were long overdue for repairs, and a few places even leaked when it rained.
After they entered, they noticed the light was very dim, and there was a lot of firewood stacked inside.
"Mom, I'm back!" Zhang Feng shouted as he entered the house.
"Zhang Feng..." a weak woman's voice came from inside the house.
Then, a man burst out from inside, a middle-aged man with gray hair dressed in very plain clothes, looking somewhat similar to Zhang Feng. Upon seeing Zhang Feng, he quickly said, "My son, you... you're back?"
"Some classmates paid my bail!" Zhang Feng hastily said.
"Ah!" Zhang Dekai gratefully looked at Xiao Han and the others, saying, "Young brothers, thank you, thank you..."