"Yes! It was simple, and I couldn't invite my fourth uncle to attend." Zhang Huan smiled apologetically.

"It's nothing more than participating or not. I just hope you will have a son one day earlier and experience the mood of being a father. I believe that your future methods will be much more tolerant."

After Zhang Potian finished speaking, he patted Zhang Huan's shoulder and left. A faint sentence from him was left in the morning mist, "Thirty years Hexi, thirty years Hedong, I wonder if I can see that day?"

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Chapter completed!