Old Jiang shouted and rushed toward Jiang Haiqiu, his right hand raised high, aiming to slap Jiang Haiqiu's face.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Manzi grabbed his father's arm. Today his son was getting married, and he wouldn't tolerate anyone ruining it for his son!
Being held back by Jiang Manzi, Old Jiang considered giving his eldest son a slap in response. After all, this eldest son of his had always been defiant, even refusing to give him more money for his support.
"You Manzi! Have you stopped calling me father? Just watch, I'll slap you today…"
Jiang Manzi was tall and robust, while Old Jiang was a skinny and frail old man. For him to slap his eldest son, Jiang Manzi would have to bend down willingly; otherwise, Old Jiang's hand couldn't reach.
There was no way Jiang Manzi would let his father hit him. As Old Jiang jumped up trying to hit him, Jiang Manzi leaned back, making his father's swing miss entirely.
