Hank continued, "Our family has always been frugal. Money should be spent on the right things, something like this is just not practical. If you want to buy it, you can buy one for ten or twenty dollars on the internet. You are spending thousands of dollars on this kind of thing..."
Hazel was speechless.
Why would she think that this person was a psychopath? The fact that she bought something had nothing to do with him and his family ritual. Probably he was used to a frugal life and couldn't stand wasteful conduct? Even so, it was still unbearable.
"One of my neighbors, an old lady, has lived for ninety-nine years." Hazel couldn't help but interrupt him.
Hank was stunned. He asked awkwardly. "Does this have anything to do with what I said?"
"Does what I buy have anything to do with you?" Hazel said faintly.
Hank's face turned red, "You, you..."
