Qi Guowen was only five or six years old at the time, and these memories had been completely sealed away in dust, irretrievable from his consciousness.
Had Jiangli not mentioned them, he wouldn't have recalled them at all.
So it turned out that everything had been predetermined back then.
No wonder, he and his wife were perfectly healthy, without any issues, yet it wasn't until their thirties and forties that they had a daughter.
Qi Guowen had originally thought it was due to his focus on earning money in his earlier years.
Now, it seemed there really was predestination.
Indeed, you can't have it both ways.
But it didn't matter anymore.
These days, Qi Guowen had a more open mindset. In this society, it didn't matter whether you had a son or not; daughters were also the same.
Upon this thought, Qi Guowen squeezed his daughter's hand beside him.
He then looked towards Jiangli and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Abbot."