Having sensed it once again, the three brothers suddenly realized something; perhaps true filial piety wasn't about accumulating money, but about making their father proud!
With this in mind, they subconsciously exchanged looks and nodded, having come to a particular agreement.
Another hour passed, and finally, Song Yuan staggered, unable to hold on any longer.
Song Xianhe hurriedly helped him, but Song Yuan shook his head, indicating that he wanted to stand without any help.
At that moment, Red Boy walked over and pressed his palms together. "Patron, Master said to invite you for a chat to the backyard."
Song Yuan was taken aback as he looked at Fangzheng and back at Red Boy. He was somewhat confounded. He hadn't seen Fangzheng speak, so what did the young monk mean?
Red Boy continued. "Master said before reading the scriptures that if an elderly patron were to come today, he was to rest in the backyard if he couldn't stand any longer."
