"There's no such thing as a truly bad parent in this world. In fact, you're quite fortunate. At least your parents adore you and probably never had the heart to beat or scold you," Yi Anguo continued to persuade.
"When I was a child, I was rather naughty. Even though I was their only son, my father never spoiled me. The slightest mistake or disobedience would earn me either a beating or a scolding."
"My father wasn't very educated and believed that filial piety comes from the rod. So when he hit me, he really didn't hold back. He'd beat me as if he wanted to kill me. When his temper flared, his fists would fly right at my head."
"But now that he's old, I still have to be filial to him, don't I? Should I hold a grudge and neglect him in his old age because of what happened?"
"Your father really hit you on the head with his fists when you were a child? Wasn't he afraid of giving you brain damage?" Zhou Mengdie asked.
