Old Mrs. Luo was furious. For a long time, this shameless thing didn't dare to speak to her so brazenly. She sneered and said, "So, your husband and son helped someone, and you expect them to provide for your old age?"
Qin Hongmei's forehead veins bulged, "Who said they should provide for old age? We're all family. They can't develop and forget their hometown. They're doing well in Capital City, so find a job for Aiguo and Qiangzi, buy them a house, and we won't bother them in the future!"
"Find a job and buy a house? Do you think buying a house in Capital City is that easy? Do you think finding a job in Capital City is that easy? If it were that easy, everyone would have moved there!"
Bai Jinfeng, hurriedly comforting the child in her arms, didn't know if the child was starting to adapt to such a quarrelsome environment. There wasn't any crying, instead looking around at everyone.
