This is about her precious daughter earning money for the Wang Family her whole life, serving as their lifelong maid! Pah! In their dreams!
"Hiss—You, what are you doing... Let go..." If it had been before Wang Laozhu had the stroke, Old Granny Zhang definitely wouldn't have dared to lay a hand on him; she couldn't beat him.
But now, even though Wang Laozhu had recovered somewhat, he was no match for Old Granny Zhang, who still did manual work every day. Before he knew it, he had two bloody scratches on his face and neck.
"You... You shrew!" Wang Laozhu, weak, could only try his best to protect his face.
"Yes! I am a shrew! Let me tell you, Wang Laozhu, you better abandon this notion quick. If I ever hear such talk again, expect a scratching every time!" Old Granny Zhang pinched Wang Laozhu a few more times before finally retracting her hand and standing with hands on hips.
"You..." Wang Laozhu wanted to say something, but moving made both his waist and face hurt.
