"Dad, your hand is hurt this badly, don't you care about your life at all?"
Chen Weimin grabbed Grandpa Chen's left hand, stopping him from removing the gauze.
But Grandpa Chen forcefully shook him off: "A useless son leaves the old man with no choice! Unless you don't plan to stay in Jiangkou Village anymore!"
Chen Weimin pouted and was nearly in tears—it was true he didn't want to leave Jiangkou Village, but he also couldn't stand watching his father self-harm like this!
"Dad, my fault, I admit it. It's all because I haven't put in the effort to learn seriously. I made you suffer. Dad, I swear, from now on I'll work hard and never let you down again!" Chen Weimin cried sincerely, apologizing earnestly.
But Grandpa Chen found his words annoying, gathering strength to smack him again, spitting in agitation: "Only with the knife at your throat do you realize the importance of hard work? Too late!"
