Zhang Baochen was a little surprised, he quickly said humbly, "This is because general huo is broad-minded and does not lower himself to the level of people like us. "Besides, we also know that we were wrong back then. Let's not talk about my mother. A son does not mind his mother's ugliness and a dog does not mind his family's poverty. We can only try our best to do what we can to atone for my mother's sins."
Huo Guanchen nodded. His expression became more relaxed, and his mood improved. "I know. You guys have been very attentive over the past year and a half."
As the two of them spoke, they walked to grandfather Huo's ward together.
Zhang Baochen put down his small leather bag and called the nurse over. He asked grandfather Huo about his recent condition eagerly.
