Father Cui really wanted to strangle this brainless creature.
In a fit of anger, he threw down the broom and looked at Mr. He: "In-law, it's my fault for not teaching her well. I apologize on behalf of her and her son to Yanqing and your family."
He Jiefang kept a cold face: "Uncle Cui, let's avoid these pleasantries. It wouldn't be right if your grandson committed murder outside one day, and you just put on a show like this to settle it, would it?"
Cui Yinhua, sitting on the kang, wasn't pleased: "Hey, how can you talk like that?"
He Jiefang didn't indulge her: "Am I wrong in saying that?"
He glanced at Cui Ziqiang, then with a sudden realization, said: "Looks like the Cui Family treasures grandsons but doesn't care about grandsons-in-law. Otherwise, why won't they even let the truth be said?"
Cui Yinhua saw her second brother's increasingly disapproving look: "Stop trying to stir things up here."
