Mrs. Zhang didn't know how she made it back home.
Her whole being felt deflated, overwhelmed with a spiritless fear.
With so many people watching her argue with Tang Huai on Dacheng Street, would everyone soon know that Zhang Jundian wasn't her son?
Zhang Jintao wasn't doing much better either, he always favored boys more.
He was a man of pride, one who valued sons over daughters; he believed only with a son, could he carry on the family line.
Even though Mrs. Zhang also preferred sons to daughters, both needed to be borne by her.
Thus, when Zhang Jintao found out Zhang Jundian wasn't his son, the blow he suffered was even harder than hers.
Dragging his heavy feet, looking totally dejected, Zhang Jintao walked into the house.
Zhang Jundian followed behind them, watching them, feeling very complex.
As soon as Mrs. Zhang entered the house, she sat on the sofa and started crying.
