Lu Jinsen's words were not spontaneous.
He watched the uncle go out to sea alone to catch fish. The old-fashioned wooden boat sailed on the sea every day under the wind and sun and yet he had no stable home on land. Such a life was really torturous.
Although Lu Jinsen had never suffered like this before, he still felt pity for him when he saw such a situation and encounter. He wanted to do his part for the uncle.
[Sister Meng: This child has grown up.]
[Sister Meng's disciple has become successful. This was the most commendable sentence he has said since coming here. Hahaha.]
[Perhaps after following Sister Meng for so long, Eldest Young Master has also learned to observe other people's emotions and concerns. Boohoo.]
[I'm suddenly looking forward to what kind of boat Young Master will change for Uncle. This must be the power of wealth. We have been charmed by his silly image for so long that we almost forgot that he's a proper Young Master.]
