Four words fell, and Dr. Gu stood there dumbfounded.
"You say you're the son of me and Gu Datou? Then who is Gu Qing? I only had one child!"
Her voice, almost murmuring yet filled with tremors, entered Shi Guantao's ears, increasing the bitterness on his face.
Feng Qingxue immediately said, "No, thirty-nine years ago, Shi Guantao, your birth time is correct, you are three years younger than Lu Jiang, born in 1935, but isn't Gu Qing, Captain Gu, supposed to be forty years old?"
Dr. Gu's tears flowed freely, "Forty is calculated by normal reckoning; in your household, it's always been an age calculated by years. My son was indeed born thirty-nine years ago; he is thirty-nine by full years, and forty by nominal years, no mistake at all. But, how could my son not be with me? Then whom have I raised? The Gu Qing whom I have is who?"
Cheng Baoguo and Wang Cuilan were dumbfounded, their bodies turned cold.
