“Mother, oh, it hurts, it hurts! I'm not a child of two or three anymore,” Zhu Ping’an cried for mercy, his chubby little hand clutching Chen’s arm, tiptoeing to lessen the pain.,"Phooey, you're only five," Chen lowered her head and looked at her five-year-old son as he said this, a strange feeling of amusement washing over her. Her youngest son, with his energetic and lively nature, was much more spirited than his older brother.,"Mother, you're so kind. When I grow up, I will be filial to you." Zhu Ping'an embraced Chen Shi's leg and said emotionally. "I am your son, and in the future, I will definitely be filial to both of you."。