At 9 a.m. on Saturday, while Pu Sangzhi was busy tutoring Lin Qianqian, Huo Feng, on the other side of the city, had already dragged his luggage, big and small, back to Huo Mingshan's home.
He vividly remembered, when he had left home last year, the father-son relationship was so strained it seemed to be hanging by a thread.
And this year, when he moved back, Huo Feng felt that the father-son relationship was still hanging by that same thread.
Because, despite moving back home, Huo Feng hadn't felt the so-called fatherly love.
When he pushed open the door, only Shen Yu eagerly came forward to greet him, joyfully taking his luggage... on top of which were gifts he had prepared for his grandfather!
"Not bad, the gifts are all ready. What are they?"
Shen Yu weighed the gift box, shook it a bit, and listened, "What's this? Liquid? No sound?"
