Han Jingchen glared at his young nephew: "Looking at you makes me annoyed, go home and reflect."
It wasn't because he mentioned the family's situation that made him angry; he felt he lacked a sense of security. Alone at home, he dared to let strangers in.
Moreover, just based on a few words from others, without verifying with his family, he trusted what they said.
Looking at the young nephew's unconvinced expression: "You just said, even if you don't tell, he could still inquire about the situation of the family around here.
But conversely, what he said might also be hearsay; he might not be an old acquaintance of the elder at all. Your mistake lies in overly trusting others, putting yourself in danger."
Han Chaohui reached to touch his head: "Second uncle, isn't what you said a bit too serious? Besides, I'm someone who's trained in the army; he's an old man, should I be scared of him?"
