"Hold this, don't get cold."
The wife handed the hot water pot to her son as the father and son talked.
"Thank you, mother."
The lady smiled kindly. The atmosphere around the family was a harmonious one.
The young man touched the hot water pot and felt it coax some warmth into his ice-cold hands. He remembered something, and said with a smile, "It's lucky that Liu Xi provided sufficient bamboo paper, otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to bring my babies with me. I would have had no choice but to leave them... "
The middle-aged man said, "Even if I left you, as a father, I would not leave what has been my baby for the latter half of my life."
The young man had no response to that.
Indeed, only his father would ever talk like this!
The young man thought of the grievances that he had suffered recently and felt depressed.