Wang Yongzhu only glanced at Wang Yonggui before turning her head to look at Wang Laozhu, "Dad, what do you think?"
Exhausted, Wang Laozhu waved his hand dismissively, not even wanting to give Wang Yonggui another look.
"Let him go! Since he likes the widow so much that he's willing to abandon his own parents, then let him go with the widow! You're right, we couldn't count on him before, and we won't count on him in the future either!"
Wang Yongfu's face changed with anxiety, his heart aching with sorrow, "Laosan, you've been bewitched! For an outsider woman, you're causing a rift with your parents. Look at how you've angered your parents to the point of sickness, and look at your wife, how she's crying! Can't you see? Is this woman really so good that you'd abandon your parents and your own wife and child for her?"
Lady Jiang was already a figure of tears.
