Xu Sisi was speechless: "If I really farted in front of you, you wouldn't beat me to death."
The old lady laughed: "At least you know your own limits."
"Of course, you taught me from a young age that you could kill me at any moment."
"With that mouth of yours, just say it, what do you want to ask for?" the old lady asked.
"When you play favorites in the future, could you hide it a little?"
"No, I like to be straightforward," the old lady retorted, but affectionately patted Xu Sisi's head, "In Grandma's eyes, our Xiaohei is just born to be my scapegoat."
Xu Sisi covered her face helplessly.
She was wrong; she shouldn't have any illusions about the old lady. Her grandma was not the sentimental type.
"Are you going to eat?" the old lady asked.
Xu Sisi mumbled, "I'll eat in a while."
So the old lady dashed off, "Then I'll go and eat everything first, and you can pick at the leftovers."
Xu Sisi: "…"
This old lady's legs sure are nimble.
