When he pulled his Clan Uncle into a secluded corner, they confirmed each other's identities.
Although many years had passed, Lian Musu was sure that Clan Uncle had never forgotten them, had always been searching for their family, and was burdened with guilt. His life was difficult, his face weathered much more than those of his peers, looking as thin as kindling.
Fortunately, heaven rewards the sincere. They had reunited, which truly was a tremendous joy.
Lian Bingcheng, walking ahead, wished he had wings to fly and see Brother Changhe and the others immediately, his skinny legs moving swiftly.
When Lian Musu had pulled him into the corner and confirmed he was his grandnephew, he was utterly shocked, joy nearly knocking him to the ground.
Later, when he heard that his Brother Changhe and sister-in-law were still alive and everyone was well, he couldn't help but cry tears of joy, unable to stop, until his grandnephew comforted him, and he gradually calmed down.
