Lin Mubai found the Buddhist explanation amusing, but it also deepened the ache in his heart. A twelve-year-old child... Oh, yes, New Year just passed; he must be thirteen now.
A thirteen-year-old should be carefree, doing whatever they want, and endlessly pampering themselves with their family. But his son? He's already so sensible that there's nothing left to say.
Later, Lin Mubai didn't say much else. Most of the time, he just guided the other person to speak, offering his insights appropriately to enlighten them.
This habit, starting today, will continue for many years to come.
After the guidance, An Jiayou's inner frustration vanished without a trace.
Then he firmly promised, "Dad, don't worry! I'm fine, and I won't let anything happen to myself. I'm still waiting for An Nan's little sister to be born, so I can spoil her and take care of her."
