Chapter 36 Joseph Zea

Tyr and Winifred were baffled. Did the older generation measure a car’s status by its size? Helen, too, looked unhappy. Tyr, I asked you to buy a huge car, and you got this instead? Plum scattered the melon seed shells on the ground before noticing how similar the Benz logo was with their Mitsubishi’s. She raised her voice and started mocking again, “Helen, your son-in-law is really practical. Look at how similar our car logos are. They’re both tridents. But look at mine, they’re all thick as bamboo leaves while yours are needles.” As Tyr and Winifred stood aside, they felt the blood in their veins freeze. Helen, instead, was stomping her feet in anger. “You trash, why can’t you do something this simple correctly? This is so embarrassing!” Helen left in a fury while Winifred and Tyr quickly chased after her with a dumbstruck expression. Back home, Helen was angry for a long time. Winifred had wanted to explain to her but was stopped by Tyr. After a while, Helen’s anger seem