Zhao Xue couldn't help but feel a spark of anger inside.
Her brothers were all there, leaving her no face in front of them. How was she supposed to carry herself as a sister-in-law?
"You asked me to tidy up, I tidied up well, in that small room next door. Usually, you don't care, but as soon as you come back, you're yelling and hollering." She pointed at the utility room.
The old man shook his head. He hadn't lived in his son's house, so naturally, he didn't know the situation in each child's home. Being able to come here, sit for a while, and have a meal was probably a luxury for him.
He patted the hands of the second and third son.
"Alright, staying in that small room is fine too, help me over there. This journey really wore me out, I need to lie down for a while."
The old man had been fatigued for years, and his body was already failing. Moreover, he had an incurable disease, which made him easily tired. A morning of hustle really got to him.
