Once they were all gone, Qin Zhonghui stood at the door and sighed. "Was that going a bit too far? Ah, but he's my brother, after all."
Qin Jiao said, "Dad, you treat him like a brother, but he just treats you like an ATM! I know it seems harsh, but that's only if you ignore the history here. If Uncle's family hadn't treated us so badly in the past, we'd be welcoming them with open arms right now. We'd cook a huge feast and have a happy family reunion. You might have even helped find some work for Uncle and Auntie so our whole family could work hard and build a better life together."
"But too bad Uncle and Auntie are the type who wouldn't lift a finger to help themselves. It doesn't matter what kind of work you found them; they wouldn't do it. They're just lazy freeloaders who want everything handed to them."
