"Enough!!"
Big Face Cat was pushed to the brink and shook off Lin Xian:
"Little brother, when will you ever be done?! Ask, ask, ask, ask, ask! Are you a walking 'Why' encyclopedia? Where do you get so many questions from!"
"Just stop it! No more questions! If you have any, go directly ask my old man! You two might actually go crazy together!"
He shook off Lin Xian's arm again, puffing angrily on his cigarette.
Lin Xian stood in place, thinking.
Looking at it this way... Big Face Cat's father clearly hadn't died; he was still alive and probably kicking.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said to go ask his dad:
"Your dad... um, is he in good health?"
"Very well! It's just his mind, gone stupid from studying! Holes up in his room all day without coming out!"
Big Face Cat said with contempt, took a deep drag of his cigarette, and passed the half-smoked stick to Ah Zhuang:
