On the side, the eldest son, Tian Wuhu, became anxious first, "Father, then we should report to the authorities? Let the Government Office make the decision for us! We can't just be wronged like this!"
Shopkeeper Tian looked at his clueless, foolish eldest son and suddenly felt exhausted. He waved his hand impatiently, "We just drove back, the horses have been tired all day, why don't you go feed them? You don't understand these business matters, so why are you interfering? Go and do your work!"
Tian Wuhu, filled with worry, was like having a bucket of cold water poured over him by his own father, his heart grew cold.
He looked at his mother, Zhang Qiuju, who also looked impatient. Seeing him still standing there, her eyes were about to roll back, "Why are you still dawdling, Eldest Brother? What is it? Now, neither your father nor I can command you?"
On the side, Tian Sihai couldn't help but curl his lips, looking at Tian Wuhu with eyes full of disdain and contempt.
