Guan Yu's words stunned the middle-aged woman into jumping three feet in the air, "You little bastard, when you were born, I should have drowned you in the toilet! No, I should have taken an abortion pill before you were even born! That way you wouldn't be denying your own mother now!"
"How come you don't have ears? Can't you hear what I'm saying? I've told you, I don't have a mother. Other people's mothers feed their children and clothe them, but you've never done that for me, so how could you be my mother? I've said it before, my aunt is my real mother. When I was sick, she treated me; when I had no clothes, she made them for me; when I had no food, she fed me."
Many onlookers were watching, and upon hearing Guan Yu's words, they couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts.
Indeed, when Guan Yu and Guan Cheng first came to the Wanglou Brigade, they were homeless children, as thin as laths, resembling hungry little beggars from hard times.
