"Forget it, forget it, say no more. From now on, you just follow that woman, you can even ignore your own mother and father. Father, raising you was such a waste!"
Saying this, he trembled with his hands, turned around, bent over, hunched his back, and slowly walked away.
If it were before, when the son saw him like this, he'd certainly chase after him, support him back home, and bring out the best for him.
He used to employ this tactic, constantly sending Guman up the mountain.
How could he know that after walking quite a distance, he didn't feel anyone behind him following?
"What happened, this trick doesn't work anymore?"
He mumbled to himself, considering whether to turn around and say a few touching words to his son to restore their father-son relationship.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind him, he felt delighted inside, thinking to himself that his son was indeed still his son, not raised in vain, and listened to him.
"Guman..."
