Ping'an chuckled and whispered in his ear, "Dad, just how scared are you of Mom?"
"You brat, showing no respect, do you want a beating!"
"Hahaha, I wouldn't dare."
"It's fine that I'm scared of your mom, but you can't marry a wife and forget your mother, becoming hen-pecked." Zhang Guoqing said with a sigh, tapping his head lightly, "Tell me, what's the point of raising you all?"
Ping'an, grinning mischievously, hugged his neck, "Dad, don't worry. The three of us brothers will surely follow Grandpa's path; Mom's position must be as solid as a rock."
"Don't speak too soon. Do you think all women can be like Grandma?"
"Even if they're not, they have to be. A real man can't be led by the hand by his wife, can he?" Ping'an said then regretfully patted his own mouth, knowing he's talked too much. "Of course, that's because no woman in this world is as exceptional as Mom; we'll have to properly train our wives."
Zhang Guoqing glared at his son, "Smart boy knows his place."
