The callous Liang Shujun sang merrily, while the child opposite him cried even more sorrowfully, suddenly clutching his chest and wailing, "Waaah, Sister Qiu, Sister Qiu, come back!" His crying was pitiful, with snot and tears streaming down his face.
Liang Shujun paused for a moment, then felt a sense of melancholy.
His own children from the Liang family had been forced by life from a young age to live in the shadows.
Little Wu had always been precocious since he was young, his greatest wish was to grow up as quickly as possible to help the family earn silver. There were people who had cursed his brothers, saying they had a father but were unraised, and others who had cursed their mother as a negligent steward. Before her paralysis, she was indifferent to both her husband and six sons, and after her paralysis, she became even more neglectful, often devoid of any warmth at all.
