Pang Shaohan tugged at the sleeve next to him, making a fuss about wanting to go back.
"Go back? Your dad is about to be jailed, don't you like your dad? Want to learn from your dad? This is just the perfect place to learn!" Wen Fengmei, unlike her usual self, seemed transformed and exploded with anger at her normally doted-on son.
Pang Shaohan was shocked. If this were back home, he would have already run off regardless of his mother's scolding, but Beijing is vast, and he was a stranger in a strange land. The boy was cunning and feared for his life; he didn't dare to truly act wild in this territory. He muttered, "Then why can my sister not come?"
"Isn't your sister's leg broken? If you want her to come, go carry her!"
From this last remark alone, anyone could tell that Wen Fengmei was at odds with her daughter Pang Yunyun.
