"Where's the shame in that?" Zhao Lanzi gave Xu Yingshan a sideways glance, "Today my eldest grandson is coming back. Even if he stood at the village entrance for a day and a night, it would be worth it."
"Alright!" Xu Yingshan had nothing to say immediately. What else could he say? Now, he felt nothing but sympathy for his cousin. He remembered that at first, his cousin didn't come home for even two years. Later, when he finally got a vacation to visit home, he had barely reached the doorstep and his aunt and uncle were still calmly feeding pigs and making shoes.
In comparison, is a son really that insignificant?
The two were chatting when the car approached. A brand new sedan was a rare sight in the countryside, and adults and children in the village came out eagerly to join the fun. Generally, if it was a joyous occasion, the host would generously distribute some fruit candies.
The children would be as happy as if it were New Year's if they got some fruit candies.
