Sheng Tianyi was still young and didn't understand, but he heard the loud arguing.
He crouched at the staircase entrance, listening for a long time.
At his age, he vaguely understood, knowing that he and his sister didn't share the same mother, his sister disliked his mother, and his mother felt the same about her.
Sheng Tianyi had no other thoughts, just hoping they wouldn't fight, because he loved them both.
He turned around and ran along the corridor, quickly pushing open the door to the master bedroom where Sheng Xiuming stayed.
A telephone, the old-fashioned kind, was on a small table near the sofa.
Cui Wenshan had taught him how to dial, and Sheng Tianyi, sensitive to numbers, had memorized many phone numbers, including Fu Shilv's.
His fingers leaned on the keypad, pressing '1' and turning the dial, then dialing the second digit.
The moment the call connected, he sweetly called out, "Brother-in-law, Brother-in-law."