Li Weihan immediately picked up a piece of meat and then gave Guiying a piece of mackerel.
He Shen took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to Li Sanjiang.
"Hey, Huazi."
Li Sanjiang took the cigarette and clipped it behind his ear.
He Shen: "It's funny, I always thought I had some skills and could make money, but my father has never really enjoyed any good fortune in his life."
Li Sanjiang: "There's plenty of that. If you say the old days were tough, then it's understandable to save now. Everyone can say such grand principles.
But some people don't save; they just ruin themselves. Ruining themselves is not enough; they have to drag the younger generation down with them.
If they could just stay in their little corner and perish on their own, that would be fine. But they have to come up with some gimmicks, making the more filial the younger generation is, the more painful it gets for them."
