"Hmph. Acting like they live a million miles away. It's not that far. Must they be so inseparable?" Seeing that both her daughter and her eldest son's wife supported her, Wen Xiu became even more smug and snorted coldly.
"Dad, if he's willing, we can ask him to bring a son along to help. But forget about the whole family coming. Just like Mom said, wealth corrupts. If there are no outsiders and we let their family control the pig farm and the fish pond, their greed will grow sooner or later," Zhang Wei Qiang patiently explained to Zhang Dazhuang. "Dad, you wouldn't want to see that happen one day, would you?"
"You have a point. So, who else would be suitable? We don't know any other former butchers." Zhang Dazhuang mulled it over and nodded, reflecting that he had been taking things for granted earlier.
