At that moment, Zhong Xiang's lips curved up, her face full of gentle smiles. "Husband, our family is flourishing now. Zhang Xiang has eight sons and four daughters. In the future, our branch will surely spread across the world."
Zhang Chen kept a dark face and said nothing. He quietly listened as Zhong Xiang praised his grandsons to the heavens, until Zhang Chen felt like biting someone.
Just as countless thoughts flickered through his mind, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. Zhang Xiang rushed in from beyond the courtyard in a panic. "Mother, something happened! A disaster of heaven-shaking proportions!"
When he rushed into the courtyard and saw Zhong Xiang combing Zhang Chen's hair, his steps halted. He stared blankly at Zhang Chen and Zhong Xiang, the words reaching his throat but not a single one emerging.
"Why are you panicking like this? No matter how great the disaster, it cannot come crashing down before your father! Your father is back. Even if the sky falls, your father will naturally decide what to do for you." Zhong Xiang rebuked him.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiang stood there stammering. Seeing this, Zhang Chen gave a cold snort. "Useless fool."
After saying that, he snatched the comb from Zhong Xiang's hand, rose to his feet, and walked into the room. Zhong Xiang was a sharp woman. The moment she saw this, she knew something was amiss, so she asked, "What major thing happened?"
Zhang Xiang wore a bitter expression. "Wasn't it all caused by that unfilial brat Zhang Yu?"
Then Zhang Xiang explained what had happened. Zhong Xiang was left dumbstruck. Especially when she heard that Zhang Yu had actually used a chisel on Zhang Chen's head, she could no longer hold herself back and furiously scolded Zhang Xiang. "What a