Upon seeing Jiang Cheng, Jiang Dachuan was taken aback.
This was his own child! His own flesh and blood, his only descendant.
Even though he was trapped by Hu Li and had left the world early, he had not lived in vain with Jiang Cheng existing.
The two gaped at each other for a long while. Finally, it was Jiang Cheng who broke the silence, asking Jiang Dachuan, "Hello, thank you for coming to see my mom."
Jiang Dachuan swallowed the hot tears in his eyes forcefully, opened his mouth to laugh, and said, "So you're Ah Cheng, huh? Ha-ha….. you've grown so big."
These words didn't seem out of place.
Although Jiang Dachuan died before he turned thirty, as a laborer who lived by fishing, his skin was dark and rough due to the constant exposure to sun and wind. Along with his bearded face, he looked like he was in his forties.
Jiang Cheng didn't think too much of it, reluctantly squeezing out a smile in response, although the amusement didn't reach his eyes.
