After Zhang the Second left, at the dining table, Huang Cuilan glanced at the family and then at Zhang Guofu, biting her lip, "Dear, what did your second brother want from you?"
As soon as she said this, everyone except the ignorant children was stunned.
Zhang Mingyuan, who had gone to see his grandparents early, didn't know his second uncle had come over and chuckled, "No wonder I didn't see him at grandpa's today."
With this interjection, Zhang Guofu ignored her and continued to drink his porridge silently.
"Your second uncle came over, but no one knows why? He didn't stay in the main room but pulled your father into the inner room. He didn't even say goodbye when he left."
Zhang Mingyuan: "Maybe there was an urgent matter."
"I'm just worried. I asked your father, but he's like a log, doesn't say a word when asked."
With a "bang," Zhang Guofu put down his bowl, looked at the daughters-in-law who dared not even breathe, sighed silently, and stood up to leave.
