Parent's Beloved Son

Because there were no big events in Sanzhou Town,

There were only four tables, and the people invited were everyone who had been working hard with Heng Yi these days.

And their families too.

When the auspicious time arrived, Han Qiao asked Ah-Yao to take one of the items.

Ah-Yao walked over. He didn't look at the abacus, the scale, the scissors, the silver, or the pen. He walked directly to Heng Yi's side, "Father, sword! Father, sword!"

Heng Yi didn't usually let Ah-Yao play with his sword.

Heng Yi thought for a moment and took out a dagger.

Han Qiao had bought it for him in his early years.

Ah-Yao pushed it away. He didn't want it.

Instead, he reached into his arms and fished out a purse.

Needless to say, everyone knew what was in the purse.

"Father, this!" Yao waved at Heng Yi.

Heng Yi paused for a moment, then asked Bai Cha to bring him the sword.