"Crazy! This is crazy!" Old Mr. Seymour looked at the full-page statement in the newspaper in his hand, trembling with anger.
"What's going on?" Old Mrs. Seymour came downstairs and saw Old Mr. Seymour so angry. She chided, "Don't you know you have high blood pressure? What's so serious that it's worth getting angry over?"
Old Mr. Seymour slammed the newspaper onto the table: "That bastard Ethan did another bastardly thing!"
"What?" Old Mrs. Seymour went over, picked up the newspaper, and quickly read through it. Her face instantly changed.
"Dear, dear, don't get mad!" Old Mr. Seymour was more worried about his wife's health.
"I'm not mad!" Unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Seymour put down the newspaper without a hint of anger, "I just didn't teach him well."
"It's not your fault." Old Mr. Seymour blamed himself in distress, "He was wayward a long time ago; I didn't notice."
Ethan Seymour, who received Old Mr. Seymour's call, was not surprised at all: "Dad, did you see the newspaper?"
