"Mmm," Jiang Changhe nodded heavily and sped along while holding his daughter.
Having seen his dad come out, Jiang Changhai finally let go of his grip and Zhang Guihua turned to hit him.
But Jiang Changhai had already gained experience from such fights; the moment he let go of his mother, he dashed to the door, pulling his daughter and wife into his own room.
Then he shut the door and locked it, all in one fluid motion.
"You little rascal!"
Zhang Guihua watched her eldest son run off swiftly, seething with anger and turning to glare at Jiang Dashan: "Look at the wonderful son you've raised, always knowing just how to anger me!"
Jiang Dashan thought to himself, he did crawl out of your belly after all.
However, he just mildly said, "It's late, let's sleep."
"How can I sleep? Eldest gave away a whole twenty dollars! Going to the hospital wouldn't have cost that much...."
