From the very beginning, when Lu Jianguo was born, to later, when Lu Jianguo went abroad and came back.

He is indeed a failure as a father.

I can't even remember doing one thing with my own son!

Lu Yanzhi stood at the train station for two or three hours. At lunchtime, a staff member came to remind him, and he came to his senses and looked around.

He looked around and saw relatives walking together holding hands, and a father protecting his son from getting hurt.

But he...his son is already in his early thirties, but he has never even held his son's hand.

Not to mention, protecting him from harm.

These years, he has been stumbling along alone.

I finally met someone I like, but he actually said something like that.

Lu Yanzhi felt a little regretful.

But it was too late.

…

Li Jinfeng returned to the Lu family. As soon as she entered the yard, she heard the baby humming in the house.

I quickly pushed the door open and saw Lu Jianguo holding Yuanyuan with an anxious expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Li Jinfeng went forward.

"I'm hungry. I've been crying for a while."

"Then I'll go feed her!" Li Jinfeng carried Yuanyuan into the empty room on the first floor. After a few minutes, Meimei came in.

When I came out again, Yuanyuan, who had drunk milk first, had fallen asleep.

"Uncle Wu got on the train?" Lu Jianguo asked casually.

"I didn't send him off in person. He asked me to come back to feed the child. But he should be getting on the train now," said Li Jinfeng.

"That's good! In half a month, Uncle Yang and the others will also be returning."

"Yes, then the liveliness of the house will be reduced by half again."

There are so many people, and it’s lively when everyone speaks.

When there are fewer people around, even laughing doesn’t feel as cheerful.

"By the way, there's a package coming from northern Tibet."

"Is it Comrade Zhu He?" Li Jinfeng asked.

"Yes! Is he Xiaobao's adoptive father?" Lu Jianguo asked.

"Yes. I haven't opened the package yet. When Xiaobao comes back later, let him open it!"

Zhu He is Xiaobao's nominal father, so no one except Xiaobao can open his package.

"Okay!" Li Jinfeng also had the same idea.

"But this Zhu He, I always feel that this name is somewhat familiar!" Li Jinfeng said.

In fact, when Li Jinfeng first heard this name, she felt it sounded familiar.

But I just can't remember.

"Maybe you heard it somewhere? It's not surprising. Comrade Zhu He used to be a porter, then he switched to studying architecture and was admitted to an architectural university. Now he is in charge of the construction of the Tibet-Qinghai Railway and is one of the most important engineers there." Lu Jianguo said.

"Tibetan-Qinghai Railway?"

“That’s right!”

Li Jinfeng finally remembered that she had heard about this incident from a friend when she and her friends were on a road trip to northern Tibet in her previous life.

Comrade Zhu He is mentioned in it.

It is said that Zhu He proposed many meaningful railway construction methods and made a lot of contributions to the construction of the Tibet-Qinghai Railway.

Comrade Zhu He is a person worthy of respect from everyone.

It seems that Xiaobao's adoptive parents are from quite powerful backgrounds.

Originally, at the beginning, Li Jinfeng just wanted to help Xiaobao have a legitimate identity, but now, by accident, she has found a big backer for Xiaobao.

This child has suffered for so many years. I hope that his future days will be filled with sweetness!

…

In the afternoon, Xiaobao came back from school with Yang Ermao.

Li Jinfeng handed the letter and the package to Xiaobao.

The package was very big, and Xiaobao took half a day to open it by himself.