Gao Yaozu had already forgotten how many days it had been since he had last seen his own child and wife.
Gao Yaozu thought, even if not for others, for himself, he should persist a bit.
"Dad, my fifth brother is twenty-one, Chengwen is nineteen, and my second brother's son, Dalong, is already seventeen. Just for the sake of studying, my fifth brother has been delayed. I don't want to delay my son and nephews anymore. Dad, please let me go, I really don't want to study anymore, I really don't have the talent for it..."
"You..." The response to Gao Yaozu was the repeated strikes of a stick from the old man Gao.
The old lady Gao watched in shock from the side. After all, it was her son being beaten like this, her heart and flesh couldn't help but ache.
However, she didn't dare to step forward to stop it.
