Guagua: [It really was touching!
But after Madam Sun passed away, Sun Ganglie never remarried as she had asked.]
Song Yaoyao: [Then what happened afterward to turn Sun Ganglie into the madman he is today?]
Guagua: [Be patient, Host. Let me tell you.
Sun Ganglie lived alone like that for ten years, gradually emerging from the pain of losing his wife.
By then, Sun Ganglie was forty.
He greeted everyone with a smile, and whenever anyone on the Manor had difficulties, he eagerly lent a hand.
Even if they weren't from the Manor, he would help anyone he came across if he could.]
In the video, the forty-year-old Sun Ganglie was particularly steady and composed, and very warmhearted.
Once, while Sun Ganglie was out, he came across a group of people dressed as bandits robbing a carriage.
Sun Ganglie quickly hid and carefully observed the situation.
The carriage was very luxurious, but it had overturned, and a young gentleman had tumbled out.
The young gentleman had rosy lips and pearly white teeth and looked about twelve or thirteen. There was blood on him, and he had lost consciousness.
The bandits were fighting another group of people, who appeared to be the young gentleman's men.
Although the young gentleman's men were highly skilled fighters, the bandits vastly outnumbered them, and they were clearly no match.
Sun Ganglie felt that if this continued, the young gentleman's men would surely lose. Once they were all killed, the young gentleman's fate...
Since he had stumbled upon this, Sun Ganglie felt he couldn't just watch someone die without helping.
So, while the two sides were fighting and no one was paying attention to the carriage, he secretly approached it, dragged the young gentleman into the grass nearby, then carried him away quietly on his back.