The thick floor, the large living room, and the bright glass. I followed my mother carefully and walked over. A middle-aged man saw us, his eyes lit up, and he came up to us: "This is Xiaofeng!"
"Well, Xiaofeng, please call me uncle."
I obediently called uncle and looked up the stairs. There was a girl standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, looking at us. Her face was pale, but surprisingly beautiful. Her facial features were very much like the delicate lifeless dolls I had seen in the store. She and I looked at each other.
The man turned back to the girl and said, "Xiaotian, come here. Auntie is here. We are all a family from now on. This is your new sister, her name is Xiaofeng."
"Xiao Feng, this is my son, your brother, Lin Tian."