The Old Lady kept praising Wang Shuqiu's father for being blessed with a grandson. At the same time, she sighed incessantly about Wang Shuqiu's Mother's misfortune, lamenting her inability to enjoy the happiness of family life.
"If your daughter hadn't left, that young man would be your son-in-law now. If they had a Child together, ah... Why on earth did your Wife not think things through?"
Wang Shuqiu's father's face turned green with anger. His patience with the Old Lady had reached its limit.
Just as he furrowed his brow, about to drive her away, he heard the sound of brakes outside. Then, he saw Du Heng come in carrying three bags of well-wrapped medicine.
"Ah, youngster, you didn't leave! That's good. Stay and keep Old Three and his family company." The Old Lady saw Du Heng come in and seemed to have found an interesting topic, a new direction to express her "kindness."
