It was just past four in the morning, right in the middle of a deep sleep.
Ming Feng was used to waking up at six every morning. Being woken up at four, he opened his eyes, not with sleepiness, but with a fiery rage wanting to kill someone to vent his anger!
Commonly known as morning grumpiness.
Normally, Ming Feng would tie up Ming Lan and whip him until six o'clock to get over his morning grumpiness.
But today was an exception.
Because he heard Xingguang's name from his grandson's mouth.
Did something happen to his mother?
It was like a bucket of ice water pouring over his head, instantly extinguishing Ming Feng's morning grumpiness. He quickly threw off the blanket, rushed barefoot to open the door, and urgently asked Ming Lan, "What happened to my mother?"
Ming Lan was stunned, "What?"
Mother?
Ming Feng realized and said, "I just had a dream about my mother."
