Lin Aiguo's chest heaved with anger as he cursed, "It would be better if they all died out there!"
He thought that by speaking to Lin Chun at noon, given his understanding of his eldest son, Lin Chun would definitely find those kids and bring them back to apologize to him.
But he was prepared for everything, yet no one was found, how could he not be angry?
However, he was the one who had driven them out, and he, as their father, surely couldn't go out to find them himself, could he? What would that look like? That would really spoil them!
Lin Chun timidly followed Lin Aiguo into the house, pretending to check the large pot to see what was for dinner, but Lin Aiguo, without even asking, went straight into the Eastern House.
In the large pot, there was nothing but half a pot of water, and Lin Chun turned over the bowl rack, finding only half a bowl of cornmeal porridge.
