Meng Yunhan laughed so hard she couldn't straighten her waist.
Old man Zhao also couldn't stop laughing.
"Ahao, Little Huzi is only a year old, he is still a baby. It's too early for him to become a little man," said Ahao, not giving his son-in-law face.
Ahao, however, was all smiles when speaking to his daughter. "Ahao, if you come back more frequently, Little Huzi will recognize you."
Yun Hao gave an answer, "I'll try to ensure that I come back once a week, unless I have to go out for a mission."
His wife had already moved to Kyoto, and they were less than ten kilometers apart, yet he only managed to return home once every few months.
He could only see his wife once every few months, and while he did, he expressed his longing for her.
Would his wife grow tired one day?
Would she refuse to live such a life?