After Sun Daji finished his porridge, he wanted to continue rambling, but Sun Manbo stood up from the ground and said loudly, "Grandpa, you're just making this up, right? If the son didn't support them, wouldn't they go to the Government to report it?
You're really something, making up nonsense just to make me think daughters are good.
Stop talking about it, no matter how good daughters are, they'll belong to someone else's family in the future. I want a son, sons are my roots, I can't let the line end."
"You brat!" Sun Daji's beard twitched in anger, "I'm so old, why would I lie to you? Do you think I'm telling you stories? This happened for real, if you don't believe me, ask your Uncle Five, isn't that what happened?"
