"Hey, I say! Other people are proper big shots, how come they insist on getting into a spat with a village woman like you!" Sun Laohen, the bloke, slammed his shoulder pole onto the ground with a bang, glaring fiercely at his own woman. He apologetically reached out to shake Dai Weiguo's hand: "Sorry, sorry, so sorry, dear leader of the Dai family."
"Well, it's all because I didn't teach my family strictly enough, and you've been wronged. I'll make sure to teach this awful wife a lesson later, she really doesn't know how to talk! Always bringing up the sore points, stepping on people's toes deliberately, she's just asking for trouble. This habit of loving to tell the truth must be changed!"
Ugh...
Dai Weiguo, who initially thought there was finally a sensible person in the family, suddenly got stuck. The words he almost blurted out—no big deal, just a misunderstanding—almost choked him.
