Their family was already smart and hardworking, but the spare cash they had was only enough to build a small house. Besides, they needed to pay for their two sons' education in the future—who would want to spend so much money?
Sun Lixia wished she could give them a piece of her mind to vent her anger, but she was afraid that the head of the household might hear her from the main house, so she could only curse under her breath for quite a while.
"The elders' hearts are so biased they're off the charts! Why should it be?!"
Jiang Changtao certainly felt the same way in his heart.
His eldest brother was nothing but a good-for-nothing, yet he was favored by grandparents and parents alike.
He was the youngest, but he was always the one who got the short end of the stick.
Whenever he thought about it, his heart ached with bitterness, and it even felt a little feverish.
On the other hand, the atmosphere in the main house was unusually relaxed.
