After mumbling to herself, Sun Yanyan remembered the important matter at hand, "Dad, mom wants you to bring back a jug of oil; I'll watch the store for you first, and you can pick up the child as well."
Her daughter, Song Ziyi, was currently at the senior class level in kindergarten, but today was Saturday, and she had gone to a nearby hobby class to learn chess.
Song Dafang was beside himself with anger—raising sons and daughters was nothing but debt!
Although he'd raised his children, now in their old age, he and his wife had yet to enjoy any comfort from them.
Not only did they have to support their son's family of three, but they also had to pay for their granddaughter's tuition, provide transportation, and take care of cooking, washing dishes, and doing laundry...
Here, his shrewd daughter-in-law wouldn't spend a penny of her own money; even a jug of oil had to wait for him to purchase.
It was truly a life of endless servitude!
