Zhao Feng returned home with the medicinal herbs, only to find that his mother was not in the house, which immediately made him tense.
Seeing his drunken father stagger out of the room, he grabbed him and asked, "Where's Mother? Where did Mother go?"
"What mother?"
Father Zhao seemed to still be dazed from the alcohol, his head spinning, not understanding what he was being asked.
Zhao Feng, fueled by anger, went into the room and smashed all his father's wine jars, shouting, "This is for your drinking!"
The sound of shattering porcelain constantly filled the room as a strong smell of alcohol wafted through the air.
"What the hell are you doing, you little brat!"
Father Zhao finally sobered up, heartbroken seeing the shards of his wine jars scattered all about.
