"Bah." For years, Old Mrs. Liu had been known in her village for being shamelessly difficult. But despite her thick skin, being mocked by Su Qing in the city, in front of so many people, was still a huge loss of face. She stomped her feet and shrieked, "Look who's talking! You're the one with a black heart! It's a powder worth a few measly cents, yet you have the gall to demand six yuan a gram! You're worse than the greedy landlords of old! Hey, everyone, come and see! This young girl is bullying a poor old woman like me!"
As she spoke, Old Mrs. Liu plopped herself right on the ground and started slapping her thighs, wailing for all she was worth.
The commotion quickly drew a crowd, including Fu Yuzhen's family, as well as Old Mrs. Liu's daughter, Liu Suhua, and her husband, Hu Zhi. When they saw Old Mrs. Liu clashing with Su Qing, both families hurried downstairs.
