First Era, Dragon Lo

Standing under the dilapidated low eaves, behind him was the setting sun, its twilight casting across his surroundings. Jiang Zhihao felt as if he had just woken from a dream.,Just the day before the fire, his wife Jong Jiawei wanted to send their child to kindergarten, but Jiang Zhihao thought it was a waste of money. He hadn't gone to kindergarten himself and turned out fine.,Lingling tilted her little head to look at him. After a few seconds, she kissed his face forcefully and giggled, "Then daddy is the good child, you know!"。