Why?

I called my daddy last night. It finally got through and he finally picked up my call.

I asked him to go home. And he said he didn't want to.
I asked him why. And he said the factory will die without him.
I said there's nothing you can do if you've tried your best, you're not God. And he said yes, I told them I would stay one more year and I won't be working with them forever.
I said one year is too long, heck, six months is too long, give them one month's notice, teach them all you can in this month and just leave. And he said cannot la, they won't be able to learn it all by then.
I said you've been there for so many years, if they haven't learn it by now, they probably never will. And he said they need me.
I said we need you too, we need you to be home and safe and not having to worry about you in such a country that is always in some sort of deep fudge. And he said mmm mmm mmm.
I said just do this, it'd be the best 21st birthday present you can give me. And he said okay bye bye.

I hung up and broke down.