Spittle flew everywhere, carrying a strong smell.
At this moment, Little Nine felt life was worse than death.
"Old Madam, please calm down, let's talk this through." Little Nine tried to communicate with her.
Since childhood, it was the first time meeting someone like this.
Can it be handled?
No, it can't.
So all he could do was endure it.
The old lady had those petty tricks, how could Tong Yan not know? Wasn't it just stalling, changing the subject, and being shameless?
But, could she let her have her way?
Tong Yan chuckled lightly, "Grandma, you can slowly settle the score for him hitting your chickens and ducks, I'm still here to collect the debt, you should pay up first."
Pay my ass!
Where would she find the money to pay!
Old Mrs. Su just paused for a moment, then started wailing again.
Old Su heard the noise, came out of the house, followed by a few of his relatives.
"What's going on? Why all the commotion?"
