I can hardly endure the first chapter in that story; no matter how I try, I cannot let go of everything in my eyes!
Old Master Zhang was once again infuriated by his son. How could there be such a child who would say such things to his father and still feel justified? Is it really that hard for him to admit he's wrong? What does he consider his father to be in his heart? What more must I do to make my son understand the loving intention behind my actions as a father? I've sacrificed so much for him, and yet he remains so ungrateful, catching me completely off guard and unable to accept this. What went wrong that turned my family, which could have lived a happy and contented life, into one so wretched and numb?
