"But I want to go back to Jiangnan." Dad Qiao still missed the ancestral home and his late wife buried in Jiangnan.
"That doesn't stop you from going back. You can make trips back and forth every month, it's completely doable." Lu Hechen followed up.
Dad Qiao looked at Lu Hechen, and after a while, he asked, "How long have you had this idea? Whose idea is it? Weilan's? Jingchen's?"
"Oh, Dad, to be honest, it's mine." Lu Hechen immediately took the responsibility. "I have a selfish reason for this. Can you just see it as helping me out?"
"Helping you out?" Dad Qiao was completely confused. "Explain it clearly, Hechen."
"It's like this, Dad. Weilan isn't at ease with you being alone in Jiangnan. Once things are settled here, she has to go to Jiangnan to accompany you. I just want my wife by my side, so I found something for you to do. This way, you can pass the time, and being in Licheng, you're nearby. Weilan won't have to keep going to Jiangnan."
