Hu Mingli waited.

Eventually each of the three milkmen would come to deliver their little bottles of milk and cartons of yogurt.

One of them, he was certain,  was the one.

One of them was 6 feet tall with curly hair and a big nose.

He couldn’t think of any other explanation for his twin sons’ appearance.

He lit a fifth cigarette and waited. The milkmen were late today.