A crowd had gathered outside Zhang Changfa's home, and Shen Mianmian, being short in stature, was completely unable to see what was happening inside. She could only hear Zhou Lanfang yelling amidst the people.
"Everyone, come and look! It's this brat whose hair hasn't even grown in, mixing up with my deadbeat daughter, and now he's even shown up at our doorstep."
Hearing this, Shen Mianmian scoffed. This was her mother, indeed, never missing an opportunity to sling mud at her. In public, calling out her daughter's shame, there probably wasn't a second mother like her in the whole Licheng.
"Are you even a mother? Shen Mianmian has disappeared, and instead of calling the police and searching for her, you're here making a scene. Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?"
