The Dong family was in chaos.
Dong Mao was carried back covered in mud. When he was wiped clean, his face was so bruised that nobody could quite recognize him.
As Old Madam Dong hugged her bruised and swollen youngest son, she wailed. With a finger pointed at her sons, she snapped, "Are you just going to watch your younger brother being bullied like this? If you can't even protect your younger brother, what's the use of having you?"
Dong Wulang was Old Madam Dong's son. She spoiled him so much that he didn't have a proper job even though he was already in his twenties, in addition to frequently causing trouble everywhere like a teenager.
