But Chen Yang had not expected that his question would touch on the hidden matters in Uncle Niu's heart.
"My boy, although life treats him well, is too weak, always controlled by his wife from the city, never coming back to see this old man."
Uncle Niu spoke with some sadness, took another fierce drink, and continued, "He doesn't even bring my grandson to see me. Alas, it's like I raised my son for nothing."
Uncle Niu sighed deeply, obviously feeling aggrieved.
This made Chen Yang somewhat at a loss for words.
"Uncle Niu, listen to how you're speaking. I grew up with Niu Ming; he certainly isn't that kind of person. I think it must be that his career has reached a critical period in the last two years, making him too busy to visit you."
"Things will get better after a while."
Chen Yang didn't know what else to say and could only offer a comforting smile.
Actually, his impression of Niu Ming had remained the same for many years.
