Hu Laowu sneered, "The old man is right, raising sons to guard against old age. You have your eldest son back, and another at home. Your two sons should ideally care for you in your old age. My older brother's family should no longer have to provide living for you."
Wang Laohan was in a panic, cried out, "That won't do!"
Hu Laowu huffed, "You mentioned raising sons to fend off old age. Your sons should thus take care of you. Once your daughter is married, she becomes part of another family."
Luo Yuan also added, "Uncle Wang's monthly army stipend is only one or two taels of silver. He needs to take care of his wife and children. Even so, he can give you at most, 200 cents a month."
Wang Laohan disbelievingly retorted, "What? Wang Cheng only gets one or two taels of silver a month?"
