Lin Yuan felt bored and didn't want to listen, but Xia Zheng's curiosity was piqued. He insisted on staying to listen for a while before he was willing to leave.
All they heard was Old Chen thumping the ground heavily with his walking stick while angrily cursing, "It's all because of the good son you've raised! He's been gone for so many days without even a message! The exams have been over for quite some time, and he still hasn't come back! Surely he's out there running wild, with his heart gone astray! Humph, just what kind of mother raises what kind of son! The old one's useless, and the young one's worthless! I must've hit an eight-generation run of bad luck to end up with you two!"
It turned out that he was scolding Chen Zhu for not having returned home yet. Lin Yuan pursed her lips, thinking it's not like Aunt Chen was the only one who gave birth to the son, nor did she raise him all by herself. This old man really was both blind and heartless!
