Physical Recovery

Zhang Cong hugged Old Madam Zhang's arm ingratiatingly. Not that Zhang Qian was no longer able to give him that 1,000 dollars, someone had to give him some money.

"Grandma~ Look at how hard my father hit Sun Yan just now. Can you give me some money to buy some fruits ~" Zhang Cong said.

"Fruits? What fruits? You still have the cheek to ask for money! If you know about this, why haven't you told us earlier! If I know about this, how will our family not get a single cent! We really raised those two children for nothing for so many years! How much of the food I paid for did they eat! Just thinking about it makes my heart ache!" Old Madam Zhang said with a pained expression.