Wang Clan glared at Tan Zhenghong, "Have you gone completely blind to the existence of your own mother? Just now, standing by and enjoying the show without offering to help, not even leaving a bit of food for Xiao Fu, how have you not died of hunger?"
"Mom, you've got the second brother to support you in your old age, how could he not join in when you're quarreling?"
Tan Zhengyuan commented dismissively, were they only supposed to remember him when there were good times and use him when times were tough?
Dumb enough to take that, did his mother think he was an idiot?
Grinding her teeth, Wang Clan saw Xiao Fu pouting and about to cry, so she hastily consoled him, "If you don't cry, tomorrow I will buy meat for you to eat, we don't have to eat mere scraps of fat!"
With his demands met, a smile finally appeared on Xiao Fu's chubby face.
With the smile, his eyes were almost squished shut by the flesh on his face.
