Watching how his father treated his son, Xiang Ru nearly burst into tears. Wasn't this far too much favoritism?
Today, he had finally witnessed the legendary affection that skipped a generation, where a son was no match for a grandson.
"Grandpa, you wouldn't mind even if I became a farmer someday?"
Xiang Sicong sounded a little incredulous.
He had thought his grandfather was just like his father, determined to have him earn scholarly honors and bring glory to their ancestors!
"Of course I wouldn't mind."
Xiang Ge said.
Xiang Sicong tried to find some hint of a joke on his grandfather's face, but after a careful look, he realized his grandfather was actually serious.
His anxiety instantly melted away. Looking at his grandfather, Xiang Sicong exclaimed sincerely,
"Grandpa, you really know how to take things in stride."
Xiang Ru nodded beside them. His father really did have a wonderful attitude, though it also left him puzzled.
"Come to think of it, Father, how do you manage to take things so well?"
At Xiang Ru's question, Xiang Ge shot him a glance and said irritably,
"Why do I take things so well? Shouldn't you be asking yourself that?"
"Huh? Me?"
Xiang Ru pointed at himself and asked in disbelief.
"Hmph, who else would it be? Back then, I only had two sons, you and your eldest brother. With that rotten-wood brain of his, I'd already given up on your brother. I thought things might be better after you were born, but who would've guessed you were another blockhead?
"Who hasn't hoped their sons would become dragons and their daughters phoenixes? And what happened? I spent piles and piles of silver sending you to a private school, but even in your twenties, you couldn't pass the Tongsheng examination. Just telling people about