Her tears instantly filled her eyes, and with a pout, she said in a grievous tone, "Grandpa, if you really want me to stay here, can you kick Auntie out of the house?"
Everyone in the room was stunned. What kind of thing was that to say?
"You little brat, what nonsense are you spouting? What have I ever done to you?"
He Juanjuan, who had been enjoying the spectacle, had not expected the fire to suddenly be directed at her, and she was so angry she was hopping mad.
He Xuerong, frightened, grabbed He Shan's arm, pointing at He Juanjuan with eyes wide with terror, "Grandpa, Auntie doesn't like me. When it's just the two of us at home, she pinches me..." Then she pointed to the insides of her own arms and thighs, then to her belly, "She uses both hands to violently grab my belly and doesn't allow me to cry. She said if I did, she'd throw me into the big ditch outside and drown me."
"He Xuerong, you little wretch, just like your mother, what nonsense are you spewing?"