"Third Aunt, is your toe feeling better? Does it still hurt? Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, Immortal Grandpa once told me that people with foul mouths will go to hell and have their tongues pulled out after they die. You'd better be careful," Zhaodi retorted without showing any weakness.
She didn't dare speak ill of her grandma, but who said she couldn't talk about Sun Lixia?
You're practically asking for it.
Upon hearing Zhaodi curse her again, Sun Lixia's eyes went wide with anger, and she was about to hurl insults back immediately.
Zhang Guihua, standing to the side, forcefully intervened, "Enough, what's all this shouting? The older one doesn't act her age, and the younger one is no better; hurry up and get back to work, both of you."
"Yes, Grandma," Zhaodi, having gained the upper hand, glanced at Sun Lixia with contempt before briskly turning to her chores.
Watching the smug girl, Sun Lixia was so furious she could hardly breathe.
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