Alex was in a foul mood.
Tonight's banquet ended hastily, and neither of his sons had chosen a girl to his satisfaction, leaving him very upset.
Mandy handed him a cup of hot tea. "You ate so little tonight. Have some tea to relax."
"I don't have an appetite," Alex said, holding a cigarette but not feeling like smoking. "I'm really depressed. I used to worry about my two sons staying single. Now that they have girls they like, I can't be happy. One girl is too eager, and the other dresses too provocatively. They don't seem like well-bred girls."
Alex was angry, and Mandy sat beside him, speaking gently. "Being parents means constantly worrying about our children. When they're young, we worry about their health and studies. When they grow up, we worry about their marriages. We are a wea
