Li Sanjiang slapped his thigh and said, "Are you dumb? How could it be the same?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Grandmaster, to me, there's really no difference."
Even if he didn't follow the traditional path, didn't roam as others did, and lived like a normal person, the hidden benefits from his household registration had no impact on him.
Li Lan moved her household registration back initially to sever the mother-son relationship, not to use it as a means of suppressing herself. That's too naive, the trust in each other's abilities between mother and son is still there.
Li Sanjiang sighed and said to the elderly man beside him, "Look at this, my great-grandson is stubborn too."
Elderly man: "That's confidence. When you have your own abilities, you really don't need these."
Li Sanjiang: "If you have abilities, and then get some push and support from the family, isn't it possible to fly even higher?"
Elderly man: "Indeed."
Li Sanjiang: "So, still blame it on Grandpa Bei pretending to be dead."
