After hearing Dabao speak such words, Chen Afu felt a pang of sour pity. The tiny boy was already aware of gratitude. He was an orphan abandoned by his parents, the most pitiable child. Yet, because he was picked up by a kind family, he was able to live a stable life. Even before she had transcended dimensions, the impoverished Chens did their best to shelter him.
Yet that tiny boy, Wang Cheng, had his birth father, and so many relatives...
Chen Afu picked up Dabao, placed him on her lap, and said, "A good child knows to be grateful and it's a virtue. Your mother is very happy that you think this way. No matter how much you accomplish in the future, no matter where you go, always remember this household saved you, gave you warmth, sheltered you."
"Mm, I will remember," Dabao replied.
After the midday rest, Chen Afu returned to the old house. Chen Ming didn't go out; instead, he kept whispering with Mrs. Wang.
