Whenever Fang Zichen wasn't around, Guaizai would go looking everywhere.
"Daddy, where did Father go?"
"Grandpa Tang, where's Guaizai's Father?"
"He went to the outhouse? Then Guaizai will wait for him outside."
If Zhao Ger and Uncle Tang said they didn't know, Guaizai would sit on the doorstep, staring out mournfully like a poor abandoned puppy. Even when Zhao Ger brought him a bun, he couldn't enjoy it—he'd sigh and take forever to finish just four.