Mother Yun wore a distressed look, "Ahao, he only comes home once a year, and the thought of him taking care of others unto death pierces my heart. He's my son, how could he be attending others' funerals?"
Father Yun sighed deeply, "If Ahao hadn't woken up, would you still think the same? My wife, we must let our conscience be clear in everything we do. Initially, the in-laws didn't know Ahao would wake up so quickly, and were fully prepared to support him for a lifetime. Are you suggesting they should continue to care for Ahao for the rest of his life?"
"Don't we have three sons? Why do you insist that the youngest must fulfill these obligations? Why not the eldest or the second child? Is it because our youngest child has been sending money home all these years, so it's his duty?"
Father Yun honestly didn't know how to persuade his stubborn wife.
"So you're taking advantage of the fact that our youngest hasn't made a fuss about this all these years?"