"Mom, I got caught in the rain, make me some medicine to drink."
"Medicine is so expensive now, and you're such a good-for-nothing, even giving it to you would be a waste!" Wang Clan glared at Tan Zhengyuan.
A dose of medicine costs a fortune; normal people just grit their teeth through a fever, drinking more water and resting, and they're fine in a few days.
It's only Tan Zhengyuan, this family ruiner, who wants medicine for the slightest discomfort.
Tan Zhengyuan exploded. He was already in a foul mood because he hadn't harvested even half of his three acres of land, then Widow Xu had nagged him for ages when he got home, and now Wang Clan too!
When would it ever end?
Did they think he was made of clay, without any temper at all?
"I admit I'm useless, not as lucky as my second brother who dines and drinks every day without a worry, while I have everything on my shoulders."
Tan Zhengyuan said sourly. They were both sons, so why was there such a big difference?
