As soon as Jiang Youzhi entered the room, he smelled a foul stench of urine and feces.
He forced himself to endure the discomfort and walked to the bedside of Mrs. Zhou, standing about a meter away, and smiled at her, "Grandma, have you been well lately?"
Mrs. Zhou reached out a hand, seemingly trying to hold onto Jiang Youzhi, "I'm not well. They won't treat my illness. Your two aunts often pinch me. Sanlang, you need to stand up for me."
Although Mrs. Zhou's pronunciation was unclear, her meaning was generally understood.
Yun Jiao, sitting outside, couldn't help but curl her lips slightly.
Mr. Jiang glanced at Lin Shuo, looking somewhat embarrassed.
The Liu Family also glanced at Lin Shuo with some guilt.
Some matters, once known by outsiders, are never good; they will lead to gossip and condemnation.
Jiang Youzhi laughed inside, "Oh, Grandma, you say that Second Uncle and Third Uncle treat you well? Oh, and Second Aunt and Third Aunt are filial too?"
