Daya didn't say anything. Madam Feng was displeased. She took a melon seed and threw the shell at her, "I'm asking you a question. Are you mute?"
Daya lowered her head and worked silently.
What could she say? It was useless to say anything. Rather, if she said anything, they would only get worse.
However, even if she didn't say anything this time, the rest of the Zhang family didn't plan to stop.
The children who were running around and making a scene saw Madam Feng throwing melon seed shells. They felt that it was fun and immediately ran over.
Then, they stood in a row, munching on melon seeds then threw the shells at Day.
Daya frowned and reached out to block the shells. The children were immediately unhappy.
"Third aunt, put your hand down. We can't aim accurately."
"Grandma, third aunt doesn't want to play with us."
