Guo Chundan felt a pain at the back of his head, and as he fell to the ground, he turned around to see the foolish old lady he had bullied for most of his life holding a porcelain jar.
The pain in the back of his head came from this porcelain jar.
As Guo Chundan fell down, he thought, so even fools know how to hit people with this thing?
Old Mrs. Wang stood there, completely stunned.
Well, she was originally a fool.
"He... he won't die, will he?" Old Mrs. Wang asked weakly.
Wang Xiaoqian, "...Mom, you... what are you saying?"
Surprised, she looked at Old Mrs. Wang.
Could it be that her mother woke up?
"I... what did I say?" Old Mrs. Wang looked at Wang Xiaoqian blankly.
Well, that must have been her illusion.
Wang Xiaoqian thought.
"You damn old hag."
Just at this moment, Guo Chundan trembled as he stood up, pointing angrily at Old Mrs. Wang and said, "Daring to hit me, see if I won't beat you to death."
