It was early spring, the weather was mild, and willow trees by the roadside had just sprouted fresh green buds. A few sparrows chirped on the branches, making everything seem so lively.,"Grandpa, Du Weimin is really my father. I'm his son with his former wife. I lived in the countryside before.",The old man saw that Du Ru was composed, and he believed a few points in his heart. "Then you wait a moment, I'll make a phone call."。