At this moment, Guo Hao felt like he must be dreaming.
Otherwise, how could there be news of Guo Daliang?
After so many years, despite all the efforts, both he and his mother hadn't been able to find out anything about those scumbags; they'd rather hoped they would fall into the sea and feed the fish, which would give them some peace of mind.
Even though he was only nine at the time, he remembered everything distinctly.
The twins born to his second aunt were a few months younger than him.
But they were the favorites of his father.
After those two brothers were born, his father never really spoke to him properly again.
In those days, when he and his mother worked together, Guo Daliang was the one who did most of the job; but after he married that woman, he seldom showed his face.
It was his own mother who appeared in public.
She mixed more with people from the big families, and whatever they wanted, she would have it prepared hastily on her side.
