He Jian Country felt his father's words were too harsh: "Dad, both Third Brother and I are your sons, how can you be so biased?"
Mr. He widened his eyes: "You're saying I'm biased?
Second Brother, speak with your conscience, who am I biased towards?"
He Jian Country wasn't feeling happy inside and spoke without restraint: "During the division of the property, you gave Third Brother an extra storage room, isn't that favoritism?
He hasn't even gotten married yet, and you know very well that our second family also has two kids to raise, so why can't you consider us sons who are already married?"
Mr. He was so angry he clutched his chest: "Second Brother, do you have any conscience left?
Back then, if it weren't for Third Brother, it was uncertain whether the whole family would survive, and don't forget where your current job came from. No one at home spoke up for you, but you jumped out first."
