"Grandpa, I'm going to visit Uncle's house to say hello and invite them over for dinner," Jiang Siming said to his grandfather.
"Visiting is fine, but please don't invite your uncle for dinner," Jiang Guoqiao's face showed some displeasure.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Siming asked.
"It's about the house matter. Your uncle came to your dad last week asking for money again. When your dad refused, they had a quarrel, and now your uncle is sulking," Jiang Guoqiao sighed helplessly.
"But didn't I give my dad 100,000 yuan?" Jiang Siming was puzzled.
"Your dad is afraid that you'll need money again, so he's keeping the money you gave him for now, not spending a penny, and definitely not giving any to your uncle," Jiang Guoqiao explained.
Jiang Siming smiled and patted Jiang Guoqiao's back, comforting him, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'll go invite Uncle's family for dinner. We're all family, there's no need to ruin our relationship over such a small matter."