“Silly child!”
Bonk!
“Father and Mother are always by your side!” Kong-Shi playfully knuckled Zheng-Fu’s head while offering these warm words.
“Father!” Zheng-Fu’s expression softened with gratitude, a few tears slipping down his cheeks, making the moment feel inexplicably warm.
But before the appreciation could go any further, Zheng-Fu suddenly exclaimed, “Father! You’re stepping on my foot!”
“Oh!” Kong-Shi quickly lifted his foot when he realized he had indeed been standing on Zheng-Fu’s foot. “I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to!”
“It’s all right, Father. I’m not hurt. With my current strength, it would be difficult for you to injure me. Speaking of which, I have something I’d like to give you!” As Zheng-Fu mentioned his body’s resilience, he recalled something he had prepared for his parents.
With a swift motion, ten bottles filled with purple liquid appeared in Zheng-Fu’s palm. He handed them to his father.
“What are these?” Kong-Shi asked while receiving them, intrigued.