Zhang Xiaohui was going to die out of anger, why just why? As she stared at the empty pot of rice and the greasy mouths of her husband and children, she felt like cursing the eighteenth generation of the Lin family in one go. What was this? What sins has she committed? One child from the Lin family was bringing glory to his family and the other was busy wolfing down the last bit of rice that his mother and aunt worked so hard to buy, Lin Che and Lin Rui both of them were the offsprings of the Lin family yet the difference between them was like heaven and hell!