"Nonsense, how did your brothers take advantage of you?"
"Then take out my share of the grain and receipts. Of course, I don't want it all; I'll leave half for you and my dad.
It's survival grain, and I can give half of it to you."
Shuanzi's dad saw that this wasn't going to work either. He coughed and said, "Enough, stop saying useless things. Shuanzi, there's no place for you in this family anymore. If you have what it takes, start your own family; your mom and I don't have the skills."
"The other three sons can start their families, but when it comes to me, it's all about being useless?"
"Do you have more skills than your fourth brother?"
"Sure, I don't have his skills. I used to be good at studying, but I couldn't continue school. If I had, I wouldn't be worse off than him."
Every word from Shuanzi stabbed at the old man's heart.
