Wen Chang heard his wife crying and felt a twinge in his heart.
After a moment of silence, he lifted the blanket and tried to get up.
When Wen Jing saw this, he hurriedly supported him with his own thin body.
It had been a long time since Wen Chang had been so close to his son, and when he put his hand on his son's shoulder, all he felt were bony and dry bones.
The man, who had never teared up despite all his suffering, immediately felt his eyes well up.
"...Dad has dragged you all down," he said with trembling lips.
Upon hearing this, Wen Jing's face turned stern as he looked at Wen Chang and said seriously, "Dad, I don't like to hear you talk like that.
You are a hero who has helped build our country. My sister and I are proud of you. Don't talk about dragging us down."
"As long as you're here, our family is complete. Wen Xue and I, we both feel secure. If you were... our family couldn't even imagine what it would be like."
