The old man seemed very gratified that Zheng Long could say such things, patting his shoulder.
"Kid, I'm old now, and this might be my last long trip. We are fated, you and I, for me to run this errand for you is also a continuation of the Zheng Family. I've been a soldier too and know that the country needs talents like you. No matter what position we're in, we must do our best. It's not appropriate for me to stay here. After all, falling leaves must return to their roots. Don't worry about me. I have my own money, hands, and feet; I won't starve..."
The old man's words made Zheng Long's nose tingle, and he burst into tears. But then the old man gave him a head knock.
"Stupid boy! Why such a wimp? What's there to cry about? You're a man, make me proud. I'm still counting on you to get married, have kids, and let me take care of the grandchildren for you."
