Jiang Dashan had not seen Yu Cheng for a long time, either. The boy was sensible and polite, and he had taken a liking to him when he had stayed at his home previously.
He looked at the few teenagers and asked with concern, "Yu Cheng, did you guys take the train to come here?"
Before Yu Cheng could answer, Zhang Guihua excitedly cut in, "No, old man, these kids flew here especially for Mianmian's birthday."
"Oh, I see," said Jiang Dashan, his mind suddenly full of thoughts upon hearing this.
If several boys could come by plane specifically to celebrate Mianmian's birthday, it showed how strong their friendship was.
Maybe Mianmian could get their help to go to Capital City and become one of the People from Capital someday.
Thinking this, even the usually calm and collected Jiang Dashan became somewhat excited.
Zhang Guihua was even more overwhelmed with emotion, but she did not think as far ahead as her husband.
