Zeng Li, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, finally let it out.
Upon hearing his son's words, Zeng Shan became even angrier.
Zeng Li didn't give him a chance to speak and continued, "If you don't take care of my mom, fine, we'll come back to take care of her!
And you? You're capable of using your hands and feet, but every meal you just sit there, one moment asking to be handed chopsticks, the next asking for rice, then tea...
Dad, what does Lingling owe you? You're the only one eating comfortably every meal!"
"And Nuonuo is still young. You swear and curse at home all day, do you know that will influence the child?"
"Sometimes when Lingling is taking Nuonuo to and from school, my mom is thirsty and wants a drink of water, and you won't even pour it for her, making her wait for Lingling to come back and do it."
"What do you take Lingling for? Lingling is my wife, your daughter-in-law, not your daughter! Nor your son!
