Eldest Uncle heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. "Mm, then come over early tomorrow morning. Don't buy fruit or anything else like today. Just buy a bottle of your maternal grandfather's favorite barley wine. He'll definitely be happy if you come to see him. He was still thinking of you on his deathbed."
Back when his maternal grandfather had passed away, it had happened to be during the four years when Ji Buwang had been neither dead nor alive. It was on the hospital bed that he had received the news of his maternal grandfather's demise.
At the time, he had wanted to see him off and take one last look at him, but he hadn't been able to.
Now, he was a step late, but he was finally there. Ji Buwang nodded. "I'll definitely bring it."
