Old Master Lian noticed Lian Shouxin's displeased expression and quickly swallowed the words he was about to say, pondering for different phrasing. But finding no suitable words, he simply skipped the latter part.
"You can't write two 'Lian' characters with one stroke; you are brothers of the same mother. Even if the bones are broken, they are still connected by tendons. If they are not good, it also brings disgrace to your face. If things are good on your side, they also benefit somehow. Whatever others say or think is their business; we are family and always stand together."
"Your eldest and second brothers—well, your second brother is just like that; he's lazy, speaks poorly, heartless, he can't stir up much trouble. As for your eldest brother," Old Master Lian glanced at Lian Shouren again and sighed, "Your eldest brother knows his mistakes, and after returning, he's endured hardships. He said himself, from now on, he will live honestly as a farmer."
