Regarding the trait of cherishing one's wife and doting on one's daughter, Jiang Changhai exhibited it to the fullest.
"That's a certainty," Su Wanyu had no objections to his words, for a daughter was naturally to be cherished.
After lunch, the couple stayed home and didn't go to work, which sparked Zhang Guihua's discontent: "Eldest, get moving and go to work for me! Do you not want your work points for today?"
"Mom, I'm not feeling very well, and since I didn't go this morning, missing half a day more won't matter. My wife and I will just rest at home."
Jiang Changhai lazily sat on a stool, with a rascal's demeanor that suggested no matter what you say, I won't move, which infuriated Zhang Guihua.
She pointed at her disappointing son and angrily said, "I really don't know what use it is raising you! If you don't go this afternoon, don't expect to eat dinner!"
