You're Asking Me To Go Back For The Funeral?

In the end, this matter came to an end with both sides throwing a tantrum.

Along the way, Wang Chunhua cursed and blamed Old He and his son. If they had helped her just now, Old Zhao would not have dared to be so arrogant. There were so many of them, so why would they be afraid of Old Zhao who was alone?

He Fengnian couldn't help but dig his ears. He didn't want to listen to Wang Chunhua's nagging anymore and said, "Mother, stop talking. If we really attack and beat Old Zhao up, do you think his son will let us off?"

"When the time comes, they'll even ask us to compensate them. If it's a human life, they'll even report it to the authorities. Do you think we can afford these two things?"

Wang Chunhua muttered softly, "I didn't say that I would beat him to death!"

Old He said with a dark expression, "Alright, you're too troublesome. If you don't cause some trouble every day, I think you won't stop."