Cold Evil Went into Internal Organs

"Your uncle is so silly. What a good position he has in the company! Doing his own business? Does he think it's really that simple?!" exclaimed Zhang Xiuying.

Wang Yao's father didn't speak. He just sat on the couch smoking. Wang Yao knew his father was also not happy with his youngest uncle.

"Dad, don't worry about uncle. Maybe he will be successful. He's made up his mind. It's not good for your health to smoke," said Wang Yao.

"I know," said Wang Fenghua.

Wang Yao spent the night at home. His father went out to drink with his friends in the village.

It was a cultural custom in the village that the families in the village would take turns to invite other villagers to have a drink and a meal. Wang Yao's father had a good reputation in the village. Everyone related to his father in the village had invited him for a drink.