Yousheng spread his hands: "This isn't being sly, I have to have some sense of self-preservation, right? Besides, I've done you a big favor. If it weren't for me, Mom wouldn't have gone back. Once she's home, you'll have more time to get along with her. With Grandpa around, Mom won't be too harsh on you, and naturally things will get better over time. So, Dad, you really should thank me."
Kang Chen knew all this, but hearing these words come from Yousheng's mouth was indeed surprising.
In Kang Chen's mind, their younger son was always the kind who... preferred action over thought. As his older son would say, "simple-minded with strong limbs."
Kang Chen asked Yousheng, "Did your brother remind you of this?"
Yousheng rolled his eyes: "Dad, how can you still be so naive at your age? Do you think my brother would be so kind as to help you out?"
For a moment, Kang Chen couldn't find anything to refute.
Alright, he admitted, the older son was never that kind-hearted.
