This way, they won't have to freeload here anymore.
"This... this..." Jiang Guixiang was at a loss for words.
"Enough. Mom, Dad, we just have bad luck! Let's just eat, and talk about the future later!" An Hui waved his hand to signal his parents to stop arguing.
He was indeed a scoundrel, but not a fool.
He could see too that the breakthrough point was with An Shuchao, so he could only wait until An Hao left, then go beg his uncle.
An Baoguo put on a tiring show, and was exhausted now. He plopped down on a bench, picked up his bowl, and shoveled all the food into his mouth in one go.
After wiping his mouth, he turned around and went back to his room.
In the blink of an eye, the second uncle's family had retreated to the room where An Ping lived.
Only An Hao's family was left in the north room.
The meal was no longer appetizing, so An Shuchao lit a cigarette for himself and smoked slowly: "Good girl, I can't abandon your second uncle..."
