"Okay."
As Su Wanyu massaged his legs, she asked, "What happened, Dad? Didn't he go to find his uncle? Why did he come back?"
She also noticed that Yu Cheng was in a bad mood, knowing that the boy usually could eat three or four bowls of rice per meal.
Once Jiang Changhai heard this, he perked up a bit and started complaining, "Oh, you have no idea, Central China Farm is so remote! It's located deep in the recesses of the mountains, and not only does it take three to four hours to get there, we almost went in the wrong direction! If we hadn't later met a local who helped guide us, we probably would've never found the place."
"That remote!"
Showing surprise, Su Wanyu wondered why Yu Cheng, a person from the Capital, would have such distant relatives.
But since it was someone else's family matter, she didn't ask.
Understanding the historical context, Jiang Mianmian formed a guess in her mind. If that was the case, Yu Cheng must have been really upset.
