Seeing Nan Quanyou seeming deep in thought, Nan Feng said again, "Father, you're just over forty years old and Aunt Yun is just in her thirties. If you two were to marry, you could possibly give me a younger sibling. People say having many sons and grandsons is a blessing. Don't you want descendants filling your house? Even if you don't have more children, we can bring Fengfeng back to the village and find him a wife in a few years. By then you'll surely have grandchildren at your knees. When you can no longer work the fields, you can spend your days taking care of your grandchildren. Wouldn't that be fulfilling?"
Nan Quanyou seemed somewhat moved.
Moreover, when Nan Feng mentioned having more children, he thought of a man planting his seed.
After the death of Nan Feng's mother, he had not lived that kind of life.
