"You still want me to take a rest? Don't worry I won't be dying any time soon. How can I dare to leave the family in either of your hands? If only you two had excellent abilities, I would have retired with a happy smile on my face but it is just my luck that the family exhausted its talent when it was my turn to be the leader. I wouldn't even mind dying early if that was the case." As if in coordination with his long speech, another coughing fit ensued.
The old man used a neatly folded handkerchief to cover his mouth but this coughing fit was far from ordinary. When the fit finally subsided and the old man withdrew the handkerchief from his mouth, it had a little blood on it.
The sisters wanted their father to spend the rest of his borrowed time in peace but their father refused to do so. He was unable to let go of the reins of the family and blamed it all on the lack of abilities of the daughters.
