"Hey, stinky boy, is it too bad to go out and try to cheat?" In her father's face, Xiao Xiner was counting against the youth.

"Why am I so bad?" The young man smiled and seemed not angry.

"Look at you, you don't even wear a decent robe, and it's too young. You have to stick at least a few moustaches, take some decent instruments and pretend to be a decent person?" Xiao Xiner's face should have been so preaching.

"Who knows how to be a good man must be an old man?" The young man smiled in question.

"Anyway, that's what happens on the streets. Where do I know?"...