Quite a few people were unable to sleep that night. Without needing his wife to say anything, Mr. Zhang, the head of the household, could see some signs. How his eldest son and daughter-in-law used to get along wasn't clear until now.
Today, with the five children gathered around, the difference became apparent. While others showed affection, his worthless son didn't even bother to help his wife with a dish.
With fewer people now, as his two younger sons had left, Mr. Zhang gave his wife a look. Seeing her motion to the eldest daughter-in-law and the children to go to the East Wing, he signaled his eldest son to follow him to the room.
Once inside the bedroom, Zhang Guofu saw his father actually lighting up a pipe. He hurriedly asked, "Dad, is there something bothering you?"
Mr. Zhang gestured for him to sit down. After taking a few puffs, he stopped, and silently gazed at Zhang Guofu with melancholy.
"Dad?" Zhang Guofu looked at him uneasily.
