Gu Dashishi felt he was the most aggrieved old master of any official family. His son, Seventh, was a Magistrate, but he, the father, didn't get to bask in any of the glory.
Especially now that he had no men or Silver under his control, his days grew increasingly unpleasant.
What infuriated him most was that he had no idea what had gotten into that damned old hag. Now, no matter what he did, she opposed him at every turn.
They were supposed to be husband and wife, but they were living more like bitter enemies.
"You're the one who started it. I couldn't even be bothered with you, but you insisted on coming out here to make things unpleasant for yourself.
How much can those two children possibly eat? Besides, they're Le Hua's own daughters. As their maternal grandfather, you can't even find it in you to tolerate them?"
