The rooster crowed three times, and the chimneys on the roofs of Wucun were filled with smoke. Uncle Zhu was wearing slippers and squatting at the door with his eyes closed to wash up. I looked funny. Unexpectedly, he glanced towards me as if he had eyes on his head. I smiled at him, but he acted as if he hadn't seen it and continued brushing his teeth with his eyes closed. I had no choice but to sit on the side of Shidun and prop my head up to watch him brush his teeth.