"Qin Dazhuang, what do you mean by this, you're not even taking care of your old mother anymore? I've raised a thankless wretch!"
Mother Qin was startled.
If she didn't have money in hand, what would happen to her daughter, or herself? Rely on this son? Just look at what this son has become now.
Don't think she doesn't know, gambling outside all day, coming home drunk and hitting his wife—how on earth could she rely on such a son when she's old?
"If you say I'm a thankless wretch, then that's what I am. Let me tell you, if I'm out of money in the future, you're on your own. Now, I'm going to my mother-in-law's house to pick up my wife. Can you do without a daughter-in-law? If I don't have a wife, who's going to cook for me and wash my clothes?"
Qin Dazhuang exuded arrogance as he got up and left.
Leaving Mother Qin to curse angrily.
Unfortunately, no one paid her any attention.
Qin Dazhuang straightened himself up and went directly to Jiang's house.
