Wen Fengmei snorted; always a graceful man, her younger brother-in-law spoke calmly without anger or haste, but he never let himself be taken advantage of too much. Competing with someone like Lin Wencai always ended in a draw, how boring.
Pang Shaohan tugged at her sleeve, complaining that he wanted to go back.
"What do you mean go back? Your dad is about to be in jail, don't you like your dad? Want to be like him? Here's your chance, learn right here!" Wen Fengmei, unlike her usual self, seemed as if she had transformed into someone else, shouting at her usually pampered son after seeming to have consumed gunpowder.
Pang Shaohan was startled. If it were back in their hometown, he would have run away regardless of whether his mother scolded him or not, but Beijing is vast and he was a stranger here. The lad was smart; scared of dying, he dare not truly run wild in this place. He muttered: "Then why isn't my sister coming?"
