Qiao Desheng suddenly stood up, staring intently at Guan Cheng.
"You're the son of that aunt who married into Huaibei City? You're twenty years old this year, born in June, the sixth day of June, the Dragon Boat Festival, right?" Qiao Desheng's face was a picture of disbelief.
Guan Cheng stood up as well, and said self-mockingly, "If the people we asked aren't wrong, then what you've said is also correct."
His birthday was indeed on the sixth day of June, but he had lived until his teens without knowing it.
Ever since he was a child, he had been wandering with his younger brother, how could he remember his own birth date? It wasn't until he arrived at Wanglou Brigade that Father Lu and Aunt Xu told him about it, mentioning that his birthday was very memorable as it coincided with the Dragon Boat Festival, and he was the same age as Lu Tianjun.
He finally learned of his own birthday, but he never had the chance to find out his brother's.
