Mrs. Fu was suddenly startled: "... Is this what you had planned all along?"
Mr. Fu's gaze was calm, looking up at a faint reflection on the ceiling, as if it were the last ray of hope in the darkness: "I've got nothing to hope for in this life, living and dying on this small plot of land. I can't let our son be trapped here too."
"Our son is smart, quick-witted; even though he didn't do well in school as a child, he has a strong determination, can endure hardships, and is daring and adventurous. Now that he's finally found a stable job in Bei'an, if he could also have a house of his own, he'd be truly settled! What's he lacking now? Money! Our son is so promising that even if we have to sell everything, we must help him. Even if we can't pay in full, we should at least help with a down payment so he can settle in Bei'an!"
