Old Master Zhang was almost infuriated to death by his foolish son. How could his own son not believe anything he said as a father? Could it really be that everything he had done was wrong? Why wouldn't his son think a bit more about why the woman before his eyes chose to be with him? Is it really that hard to see things a little more clearly?
"I really didn't expect that to this day, you would still fail to understand and pretend in front of us. All of the repentful expressions you show, could they really be just an act? Do you even have a place for me, your father, in your heart? What is the reason behind everything you do? Is it really so hard for you to speak the truth from your heart to me, your father? Why do you treat me this way when you have already chosen to return to this household? Can't you accommodate me, even just a little bit?"
