Kowtow?
Everyone looked towards Xu Sanya.
The old lady, with conspicuous disdain, yelled at her, "Don't you have any prospects? Giving birth to such a thing, you've really lost all our face."
Xu Sanya sobbed, covering her mouth, snot and tears smearing her face: "Mom, I want to kowtow to you, don't stop me."
Just as Xu Erhong was about to drag Xu Sanya over, he paused. Never mind, she was too dirty.
"Your old mother isn't dead yet, you can kowtow at my grave when I'm gone," the old lady said irritably.
Xu Niannian and the others were left utterly baffled by the old lady and Xu Sanya's behavior.
What on earth was happening?
It didn't seem like she had been beaten.
The old lady didn't even want to lay eyes on Xu Sanya.
She didn't want to admit that the person covered in snot and drool was born of her own flesh.
The thing was, today was already the second day, and Du Zhiwen hadn't come to apologize to Xu Sanya.
And so, Xu Sanya exploded.