As the young and old chattered away, Zhao Guihua's family had also finished their meal. Old Man Zhuang muttered at home, embarrassed, "It's somewhat understandable for our daughter-in-law to go over and mooch a meal—she's his granddaughter after all. But how can our son be so shameless as to go too? Where did he get that from?"
He wasn't like that, and neither was his wife.
Who did this kid take after?
He glanced silently at his eldest son. Hmm… the youngest couldn't have taken after the eldest. He couldn't blame him.
Zhuang Zhiyuan: "???"
What was that strange look for?
But he also said, "Dad, it's one thing for Third Brother to eat at his in-laws' place, but going to his wife's grandfather's house? Isn't that a bit…"
They couldn't figure out whether Third Brother took after his dad or his mom.
What a coincidence—Zhao Guihua was thinking the same thing.
Liang Meifen was also wondering. They just couldn't understand how Zhuang Zhixi could be so shameless as to tag along.
