Guard Zone.
Xiaoliu walked up to Old Zhuo and said, "Mr. Yang went to the martyr cemetery to pay respects to Mr. Zhuo."
Old Zhuo nodded slightly and sighed, "He's thoughtful."
At this moment, Qin Zhiyuan came over with a chessboard, placed it on the table and said, "Old Zhuo, I was pondering a question yesterday."
Old Zhuo took the chess pieces and began setting them up, casually asking, "What were you thinking about?"
Qin Zhiyuan slowly said, "Yesterday, Xiaochen asked me about his parents' names; he never asked me about such things before."
Old Zhuo paused, smiled and said, "Now he wants to ask, huh? He's grown older, matured, should know some things by now, I guess he's ready to handle it."
"No, no, no!" Knowing Yang Chen well, Qin Zhiyuan was sure it wasn't like that, "He would never ask before, and if things went as expected, I think he would never bring it up in his life!"
Old Zhuo raised an eyebrow, "You know him that well?"
