Song Daliang cursed and grumbled, but couldn't resist being overpowered and alone.
Yet Song Tao continued behind him, saying, "Dad, rest assured, since I've promised to give you one hundred taels of silver as filial support money every month, I will definitely give it to you. It's just that I haven't officially taken over the management of the kiln factory yet, and I haven't received the dividend promised by the Hong Family. I truly want to, but I'm powerless, with no silver to offer my filial respects. If you give me a few more days, even if I have to borrow, I'll get the first month's silver to give to you."
The crowd outside the accountant's office buzzed with discussion, "The third daughter of the Song Family is really down on her luck, saddled with such a father!"
"While it's true that children should show filial piety to their parents, who forces their children like this? No wonder he previously owed us wages, he's not a good person at all!"