Jin Bo, "That's good."
Gu Jizhou sat there, took a deep breath, and felt that the guilt he had carried for so many years had lessened, and he felt much lighter.
The old man glanced at Gu Jizhou, "Although your uncle doesn't blame you, it's still your fault for having a bad intention, but it's good that you know your mistakes and can change."
Gu Jizhou looked at the old man, "Great-grandfather, I'm sorry."
The last sentence, he said silently.
He really hoped that one day, he too could make the great-grandfather proud and honored like his uncles.
Hearing those three words, the old man felt satisfied, "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. New Year should look like New Year, don't show me those long faces."
Jin Bo quickly responded, "Yeah."
Xiaowei glanced at Jin Bo, as if right now, the one least qualified to speak was the eldest uncle.
Jin Bo looked at the little guy, "Why are you looking at me?"
The little guy, "Maybe because you're good-looking."
Jin Bo, "..."
