It was getting late, he had to hurry home or else he would be scolded. Zhu Ping'an took big strides down the slope, running towards home.,“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.,This is also the main reason Zhu Ping'an accepted the fact of time travel. As an orphan in the 21st century, he had never felt the warmth of family. Here, he felt the love like an old cow licking a calf, and gradually became willing to accept it.。