Gu Qingshan apologized, "It's my fault for forgetting to pick him up, I have added trouble to you all."
He had gotten used to living alone in the army. It was still taking some time to adjust to having his wife and son living with him at the factory.
Ma Xiulian just waved it off with a smile and honestly said, "It's no trouble, really. Tingyun is such a well-behaved boy, not at all like our kids who run around all day like wild monkeys."
He was also particularly clean. Every time after eating, he would actively wash his and Guibao's hands and faces. She had never seen a boy who loved cleanliness more than him.
Relieved, Gu Qingshan said, "In that case, I'll get going then and come back for him tonight."
Having said that, he turned around and left promptly, without any hesitation.
Ma Xiulian did not find it strange at all. After all, these days, children are allowed to grow up in their own way.
