Several people arrived in front of a somewhat dilapidated brick and tile house, and Liu Hun couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"Grandpa Hu, is this your house?" Liu Hun looked at the house which seemed on the verge of collapse and asked with some confusion.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Hu Hansan glared at Liu Hun, his face full of annoyance.
"Grandpa Hu, I'm just curious, since you were once in the Red Army and fought against the Japanese invaders, why now do you still..." Liu Hun didn't continue, but his meaning was clear to everyone.
Seeing a trace of pain flash across his father's face, Hu Hansan forgot his resentment against Liu Hun because of anger and said loudly, "If it weren't for that old scoundrel who took away everything that belonged to my dad, by now my dad would at least be an official at the Central level!"
"Little San, stop spouting nonsense; let's go, Hun." The old man's face changed slightly upon hearing his son's words and he shouted sternly.
