Liang Lisheng also sighed, "Life goes by so fast. In my memory, he was only as tall as the bed."

Nie Rong nodded for a long time, then suddenly said, "Yu Zhu has a friend who is a nun. She once said that the most heartless one to one's parents is the one they have loved and cherished, and the one standing by one's deathbed is the one one's parents hate the most."

Liang Lisheng wholeheartedly hoped that his elder brother would live to see his return.

After all, they had fought side by side and were always good brothers. He also hoped that even if his elder brother died eventually, his image would remain in the images that would be preserved forever and be recorded in the annals of major events in Hong Kong.

But what his older brother said was unlucky. And then, after thinking for a moment, he said, "Boss, why don't you stand a little further away?"

Nie Zhao is now standing at the foot of the bed, looking every bit the parting gift on his deathbed, which is even more ominous.

Nie Zhao snorted coldly, turned to the side of the bed, and asked his father, "How are you feeling?"

Nie Rong pondered for a long time. Perhaps it was because he was about to die that he began to speak kindly. He actually began to admit that he had treated Nie Zhao badly in the past. He said, "In families with many children, parents will inevitably have some favoritism. And as parents, they will always love the weaker child. Just like A Yao, I always felt sorry for him when he was wandering outside for three years."

Taking another deep breath, Nie Rong said, "At the time, I thought that nun was upset about how coldly I treated you and wanted me to treat you more well. Now I realize that what she was talking about was cause and effect, and also destiny."

In fact, this is true not only for the Nie family, but for many families.

The child that parents favor and love will inevitably hurt them deeply, while the child that parents dislike will eventually stay by their side, caring for them in their old age and seeing them off in death. This is karma, and also cause and effect.

Nie Zhao rarely spoke gently to his elderly father, his voice kind: "Don't think too much, just take good care of yourself."

But what he was really thinking was, "This time, my dad is really going to burp."

If he burps, Chen Rou will move up one place in the queue and become the first person on the list of attendees.

Nie Zhao preferred that approach, as it would be the fairest, because behind the scenes, his wife's efforts for the return to China were unparalleled in Hong Kong. She was number one, and that was truly deserved.

Dad's going to burp, isn't he? Tonight, or maybe tomorrow night?

To wait for his father to hiccup, Nie Zhao stayed in the ward tonight, keeping him company until 11 p.m.

At this time, his son should be brushing his teeth and going to bed.

I went out to eat today, and I have no idea how much cola I drank or how much sugar and ice I ate.

If he doesn't brush his teeth himself, I'm afraid the nanny will let the child have his way and won't brush them properly.

I'm worried that the child will get diarrhea again.

But his father's breathing was so even, and he didn't seem like he was about to burp. What should he do?