"Hey, why did my mom leave?"
Ma Yan stepped forward, looked at Wang Sufang's departing back, and asked curiously, "What did you say to her?"
"Something good. You'll know in a few days."
After thinking it over, Wang Yan still decided not to mention Wang Sufang's lung cancer. He respected her choice. From another perspective, ignorance was bliss.
If the Ma father and daughter found out, just as Wang Sufang had said, they would probably be wiping away tears at every little thing. That kind of helplessness was simply too despairing. Just thinking about it made his chest tighten...
Hearing Wang Yan's words, Ma Yan rolled her eyes and thought for a moment before suddenly realizing. "It's about the house, isn't it? I knew my dad would be too embarrassed to make demands himself. That's just the kind of person he is—always going on about principles. When he was young, he even dared to block his superiors at their door and curse them out. You went and talked to them, didn't you? Thanks."
"Old Ma is upright and unafraid of crooked shadows. He does nothing shameful, so he isn't afraid of ghosts knocking at his door. Those are good principles. If everyone in the country had principles, Datong would have hope."
Wang Yan waved his hand and smiled. "No need to thank me. What's the relationship between us? Besides, Old Ma is my leader now. We're partners, so I have to follow his command."
"Shameless." Ma Yan rolled her eyes and gave Wang Yan a slap.
"If I had any shame, who would've gone and asked for a house for your family?" Wang Yan chuckled. "I'm telling you, on the day we started running the route, Old Ma even asked me if I had my eye on you. Otherwise, why