C4 Baptism in fire

We returned early in the evening. Father was already standing in the yard. His thick belly was pouring over his trousers, he also had greasy hair, like my brothers. He helped mother to lift the boards from the cart, then he wanted to see the money. Hidden in a bag, mother handed it to him. He shook it into his palm, surveying the amount with a grumpy look. His other hand jerked in mother's face