If she didn't take at least half of whatever good things this wretched lass had in her possession, she might as well not call herself Wang Dahua!
Li's old grandma thought bitterly, her satisfaction with the division of the family growing.
After all, from now on, the belongings of this young girl would be almost no different from that of her own family!
As she was lost in her reverie, several of Li's grandsons had already rushed over, reaching out their grubby hands, trying to snatch some meat from the bowl.
Chen Jianjun immediately shot them a deadly stern look, scaring them out of their wits, and quickly withdrew their grubby paws a moment later.
The youngest, Li Dahua and Li Xiaohu, even ran directly behind their grandmother, hiding from their aunt's family who looked so fearsome.
