Zhao Honghua regained her senses and scratched Chen Jiefang's face with a swipe of her claws.
"Pah!"
"Shameless old man, what business does a man with the surname Hua have with my family's pigs?"
Chen Jiefang was caught off guard and let out a startled cry, "Zhao Honghua, have you lost your mind!"
As he spoke, he swung his arm, flinging Zhao Honghua aside.
Chen Ziqiang hurriedly supported his mother, a fierce look flashing in his eyes.
Not a word came out.
Chen Jiefang, clutching the nail marks on his face, hit back with an accusation.
"Zhao Honghua, how have you turned into such a shrew? Look at yourself, do you even look like a woman, daring to hit the head of the household. What won't you dare to do..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Honghua spat in his face with a "Pah!"
"Go to hell with your head of the household, my family only has me and Ziqiang. You count for nothing, the pigs at home have nothing to do with you, and if you dare to covet them, I'll scratch you again."
