Sun Zhuzi also went over and sat on the edge of the *kang* bed, holding his mother's hand and asking her one question after another.
Speaking of Sun Zhuzi, he certainly had affection for his mother, but it couldn't compare to what he felt for his wife. Still, seeing his mother made him genuinely happy, and his questions were sincere.
Although Grandma Sun was dissatisfied with this son, he was still her son.
She had given birth to two sons and a daughter, but the other two children didn't survive to adulthood. One son died at three, and her daughter passed away at six, leaving only this one son. She had hoped he would be the man of the house, but he turned out to be utterly spineless. He had even abandoned her to go to the city.
But no matter how angry she was, he was still her son. Seeing him made Grandma Sun happy deep down.
Gu'er stood silently, watching the three of them talk.
