Zhang Zhentian never imagined that one day his grandson would hold such deep prejudices against him. What had he done wrong?
Deep down, he felt increasingly unable to grasp his family members' opinions of him. Again and again, no matter what he did, he never achieved a favorable outcome. Despite the unknown tally of his life's wrongdoings, deep in his heart he truly regarded them as his family. Why did his father not treat him like a son, his own son not treat him like a father, and now his grandson not regard him as a grandfather? Has his life really been such a failure?
All he wanted was for his family to forgive him, to allow him to stay in this household, never to leave again, and to give him the chance to accompany them and make up for all the wrongs he had done over the years.
