Song Tan stood in the yard, making room for Big White's lively tumbling while casually stroking King's furry head, her expression was one of utter contentment—
"Right side—left side—legs, legs, legs—oh my, Granny Zhou, why don't you listen! I warned you, and you just wouldn't dodge... Look! Ouch! Got nipped again, didn't you!"
She said this languidly, but Granny Zhou was fuming mad—Was that supposed to be a warning? The goose's beak was quicker than your voice!
"What a crappy warning! I... I'll sue... sue the court..." she cursed breathlessly—She had dirtier, more unpleasant words to say, but she was so out of breath, she couldn't utter another line.
Song Tan's face was the picture of innocence:
"Look at you, at your age, how can you speak like that? If the goose doesn't like you, what's that got to do with me? With those little scratches on you, you wouldn't even qualify for a minor injury at the hospital, go ahead and sue if you want to!"
Right?
