On the morning of the second day, Gu Nuoqu’s wife:

[I changed my younger son to a brand new coarse cloth dress, without a patch, and new cloth shoes. The moment I left, Gu Nuoqu’s wife was scared and refused to let go. What were you afraid of? I was worried about being rejected on the spot. As a last resort, my husband took his son and came to the old house of Dian family again. She was still very enthusiastic in hospitality, and everyone talked about the long and short words]

I have to say that Tongfa is only 9 years old:

[The cooking is very experienced, the kitchen knife is so skillful. The cooking is very good. I taste it again and the taste is very good. I met Congru early and I am very good at it. It turned out that before Dian Cijin returned to the mainland, Gu Nuoqu and his wife often sent some food and gave them a lot of idleness to their helpers. At that time, the only grandmother left in the Dian family, Congru and the other two were really grateful]

Dian Cijin carefully observed. The 9-year-old Tong issued instructions:

[At the age of 16, the two of them cooperated well. Although Tongfa is young, he will never speak long-windedly: neither humble nor arrogant, with a kind face saying "What do you want" and immediately do it from Ru's]

Gu Nuoqu was uneasy:

[I am afraid that my son will lose the opportunity to change his life if he does something wrong. He has no idea in his heart, and his fingers tremble slightly with smoke. His feet are subconsciously shaking. He wants to ask? But he dare not speak. He only longs for his son to have a face and earn a chance for his family]

Dian Cijin talks about family matters in her mouth, and keeps paying attention to Tongfa:

[After careful observation, a 9-year-old child cooked, he knew how to clean it while cooking. The rice was hot and the vegetables were fragrant. There were no extra dishes near the stove, and all the pots and stoves were washed. There were almost no leaves and the ingredients were used. I looked at it, but I thought I had just cooked]

During the meal, Dian Ci Jin kept calling Tongfa. Suddenly asked:

【Afa, have you ever thought about what to do in the future】

Although the family has declined, Gu Nuoqu and his wife are not illiterate:

【There are still many old books left and teach children frequently】

I saw Tongfa put down his chopsticks and replied seriously:

【Traveling around the world with human kindness and righteousness worships the heroes of the mountains and talk about red flowers all over the ground,

Walking with loyalty and faith, obeying the Five Mountains heroes, do the hearts of the world and the people]

Dian Cijin was overjoyed and smiled and couldn't see her eyes:

[Holding chopsticks in your hand, I couldn't stop looking at the child in front of me. This tone is like a hero of a generation, and it seems that only ancient books have such a person]

Tongfa is born with a hangover, thick, black and dense like the stage:

[Dian Cijin couldn't help but exclaim: Nuoqu, your son looks heroic, he will definitely be a character in the future]

Tongfa has no expression yet, from Ru, I am quite happy:

【That’s great… Tongfa is a big guy, let’s be together with us brothers]

Dian Cijin stared at his nephew and grandson for some reason:

[If the great power is fulfilled, you may really have a chance]

At this point, even a fool can understand:

[If I hadn't sat down at the table, Gu Nuoqu would have been so ecstatic and even shouted loudly]

After three rounds of drinking, the second uncle of the Dian family spoke carefully:

[Nuoqu, the child will definitely go to Lushanguo... Ignore wherever he goes, we are here... Do you think this is good? People should take face everywhere they go, right? If the child changes his name, it sounds so impressive, isn't it better?

Gu Nuoqu culture is good, and his brain is running rapidly:

[What classics and documents are just like browsing the web]

I think too much about literary and artistic quality, or want to quote classics:

[Gu Nuoqu thought of so many things, but he denied everything himself]

The two seniors discussed it well and looked at it from a high point:

[Jiligua. For a moment, there was no resolution]

But he heard Tongfa speak:

[I am Chinese. My dad said that overseas Chinese are called Tangren. If you choose me... I would like to take care of my Hua, I would really like it]

Everyone was stunned, and Chongru was so impressed:

[At 9 years old, I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, changed my name myself. Everyone had nothing to say, finalize]

One night before leaving home:
Chapter completed!