2. Uncle was born with a big waist, arms like purlins and legs like pillars, and the floor creaked when he walked.
The bush was pushed away and a child's head stuck in. This is a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a dark, thin face and dusty hair about two inches long. It's a mess. It looks like a magpie nest.
Mr. Du is in his thirties. His serious rectangular face is wearing a pair of black wide-brimmed glasses, and his two small eyes are shining behind the glasses. Two corners of the mouth are always closed, and they don't like to talk at ordinary times.
My uncle's face is red, and his hand is still scratching his ear, showing restraint.