Zhang Linong had good instincts. Seeing Mr. Zhao suddenly return and hearing that their own fathers were back too, he knew something was up. He politely greeted Uncle Zhao and left with Wang Ping. Zhao Liangguo glanced at the three people's bruised faces and then went into the house first.
Zhao Guodong became subdued upon seeing his father return. Mrs. Zhao tapped her grandson's head, saying, "When you see others, you're a dragon; when you see your dad, you're a worm."
"Grandma, that's because my dad is the dragon." How could he muster any defiance in front of his father?
"Dongzi, come in." Zhao Liangguo's voice boomed confidently from the East Room.
Reluctantly, Zhao Guodong walked in and stood at the door, refusing to take one more step forward.
"Close the door." Zhao Liangguo massaged his temples.
