Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan exchanged a look.
Pei Yanchuan nodded to confirm it was true.
Seeing this, Xu Wang sat back down beside Pei Yanchuan.
"That unfilial son! Every time I see him, I want to roll him into a ball and kick him like a soccer ball." Elder Pei rose with his cane, his face full of anger.
"Hold on, Grandpa. Give us a few minutes to get comfortable." With practiced ease, Pei Yanchuan raised a hand to call for a pause.
Xu Wang looked between them, a little bewildered.
Pei Yanchuan pulled Xu Wang over and adjusted their positions until they were both reclining on the sofa.
"All right, please continue." Pei Yanchuan extended a hand in an inviting gesture.
"You have no idea what that unfilial son said. That his family couldn't afford food, that his family was about to fall apart, that his wife was going to leave with their two children. As the saying goes, even a starving camel is bigger than a horse. He's got millions to his name, yet his wife and children are supposedly leaving him? Wasn't he just saying that to disgust me? ..."
As Elder Pei spoke, he began pacing around the sofa. His legs moved so quickly that he had circled it two or three times in no time, his mouth never stopping.
"All he ever thinks about is money falling into his lap, without considering whether he has the luck to keep it. Day in, day out, he ruins more than he accomplishes. His brain is so clogged with paste it can't even turn. One woman came on to him, and he was so bewitched he forgot his own surname."
"When your grandmother and I were young, we were famously gifted, the finest young man and woman