Li Erfu was stunned on the spot; he hadn't expected that his wife wanted the money for their two unmarried sons. While he hesitated, Li Jianqing, with tear-filled eyes, looked at Li Erfu and said, "Daddy, how could you not think of little sister? I can quit school, I can study on my own. Can you not give little sister away for adoption?"
Li Erfu gazed blankly at his teary-eyed little son, suddenly realizing that his son had grown up, but in such a harsh way—it was heartbreakingly uncontrollable, and he found himself speechless for a long while. Not proceed with adoption? How could he, when their home was in such chaos?
Li Erfu, unwilling to face his son, turned his face away without making a sound.
Seeing his father remain silent, Li Jianqing stubbornly stared back at him, unmoving.
Ge Sanmei stepped forward to pull her little son, lamenting how this wretched girl had somehow bewitched San'er to also worsen their relationship.
