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"Zhiguo, you're not a young man anymore. You should think more carefully about the consequences of your actions. Uncle is old now and can only help you this one last time. Any more than that, and Uncle will have to beg forgiveness from your father down in the grave."
Zhang Hongqiang clasped his rough, calloused hands into a fist and heavily pounded on Zhang Zhiguo's back. How could he be entirely indifferent towards the only son left behind by his elder brother?
But the disappointments had been too many, and he had become numb. His nephew, Zhang Zhiguo, was simply useless!
"Thank you, thank you, Uncle!" Zhang Zhiguo wiped away his tears and snot with a look of surprise, kowtowing fiercely three times on the muddy ground.
"Zhiguo, don't thank me too soon. This is the last time I will help you, and from now on, you must listen to your cousin Zhiming. No more foolishness!"
