While speaking, he took out the Clam Oil and a dollar and handed them to Zhang Guihua.
Zhang Guihua had been furious just a moment ago, but upon seeing the Clam Oil and a dollar her eldest son handed her, she looked as though someone had hit the pause button on her.
She didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh.
The Eldest, you could call him good-for-nothing, but he knew to buy things for his mother with the money he made.
If you said he was filial, he'd do something reckless and stupid behind their backs, the kind of thing that, with one slip, could drag the whole family down with him!
She couldn't let out the breath she was holding, but swallowing it back down made her choke.
