Kapitel 911: 128 Silly son_3

"What's the matter? Why aren't we going? Come on, my son, your dad is almost starving to death!"

Urged by Da Qiangzi, Dawang came back to his senses and scratched his head embarrassingly, saying awkwardly, "Dad, that, can we go somewhere else to eat? Son, son doesn't have that much silver, going to the Fuman Building..."

By the end, Dawang's voice had become so weak it was barely audible.

Upon hearing his son's reluctance to go to the Fuman Building for a meal, Da Qiangzi's heart immediately chilled, and his face darkened as the formality of his address changed, "What's the matter, Dawang, do you begrudge taking your dad there for a meal?"

"No, no, it's not that, Dad. It's just that your son really doesn't have that much silver! If, if you really want to go, then I can borrow some from a coworker?"