"What? You still want to eat pig knuckles? Should I get a pig head for you to boost your brain?"
Old Mrs. Mu, as if she heard something unbelievable, shouted sarcastically at Mrs. Lin.
"Mother, really? You agreed? Agreed to give me..." Realizing she misspoke, Mrs. Lin quickly corrected herself.
"You agreed to buy pig knuckles for our Gou Dan, and pig head too? I knew it, Gou Dan is your eldest grandson, of course you'd agree."
The pig head was an unexpected delight to Mrs. Lin; she thought it was just pig knuckles. This old lady was being too agreeable today.
Mrs. Lin was still immersed in the joy of food, completely oblivious to how Old Mrs. Mu's face had turned into a palette of anger.
Mrs. Lin continued daydreaming, feeling a bit lightheaded. Seeing she hadn't repented, Old Mrs. Mu became furious and extended her finger with long nails.
She pressed Mrs. Lin's forehead forcefully while cursing loudly.
