Zhang Guihua was fuming when she saw that her normally obedient second and youngest sons were beginning to talk back to her, just like the eldest.
Just as she was about to start a tirade of complaining, crying, and threatening to hang herself, she was interrupted by Jiang Dashan.
"That's enough. This is the boys' good intention. Don't be so picky," Jiang Dashan said indifferently.
Zhang Guihua gave Jiang Dashan a glance and reluctantly swallowed the harsh words she wanted to hurl at them, calling them ingrates.
"Sigh, when people get old, they become a nuisance. You, kids, have grown up and don't take your dad and me seriously anymore. You've got your own families now and don't even listen to me," Zhang Guihua began to play the sentiment card, mumbling softly.
Jiang Changhai and his two brothers were long used to the old lady's nagging, and it didn't disturb them in the slightest.
