He Xiaobei knew he hadn't had it tough like other kids. He had thick winter clothes during the cold winters and a fan in the summer, things that were luxuries in the eyes of some children.
He clearly remembered another child who wet his pants during class and had no clothes to change into; he wore the same cotton clothes the following day.
At the time, he felt pity for that child and even purposely brought a set of his clothes from home to give to him. He still remembers the look in that child's eyes, which is why he knows that his good life now is all thanks to his mommy and daddy.
The young He Xiaobei had already planted a seed of gratitude in his heart.
"My godson is so sensible."
Yang Xiaoxi's eyes welled up with excitement; she finally saw Shen Mianmian and He Nan get married. Everyone here knew how difficult their journey had been together.
"It's a happy day; no tears," Cheng Feiyang comforted her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder.
