"Where is the peace, if not for someone carrying the weight for you?"
Xiao Chen sighed, "These kids, they are truly adorable. I once thought the young with a fighting spirit were almost gone.
But look at that! It's just that I haven't done enough, I haven't protected them well enough!"
Xiao Chen had already looked into Azhi's family situation carefully.
Both parents were still alive.
His father was practically half-disabled but still did whatever manual work he could manage while seated.
He was a carpenter, and his craftsmanship was very good.
He often did carpentry for people around the area to earn money.
However, as times changed, many now preferred to buy ready-made furniture, and the demand for carpentry in rural areas gradually declined.
Of course, there were still many in the city who liked custom-made furniture.
But he was not mobile due to his disability, and his income was decreasing day by day.
