Until the end of his life, Song Dafa remained in Harbor City.
He only returned for Song Weikang's birthday, his memorial day, and Qingming Festival, for worship; otherwise, he never left Harbor City.
He knew once he returned to the Mainland, his ungrateful descendants would definitely come crying and begging for financial help.
Watching a few children playing in the yard, Song Dafa thought of his own children, the elder's offspring, and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Yu had just hung up on Fu Jie's call when she heard Song Dafa sigh, "Why, are you still upset about not being able to go back to worship?"
Song Dafa knew Zhang Yu stopped him from going back for his own good, "I'm getting older, I don't know how many more times I can return."
"Don't worry, I've arranged for someone to go and pay respects, they will record it."
