Tie Bao found himself getting nowhere with his mother and didn't dare to strike. He carried a plate of fried peanuts out, feeling irritated inside, as his own mother and wife were really treating each other like actual guests.
This wouldn't do.
Putting aside where these two came from, just because they knew about the villagers' nighttime shenanigans, he had to teach them a lesson or he wouldn't let them leave the village. If they started blabbering once they left, who knew what trouble they might stir up.
Thinking it over, Tie Bao's gaze fixed on the kettle in Chunli's hand, an idea struck him, "Chunli, mom's busy in the kitchen; you go help, I'll tend to the guests."
Just because mom was in the kitchen, she couldn't drug the soup, that didn't mean he couldn't mess with the water, right?
With a smile and a wave, Chunli responded, "What would a big man like you know about entertaining guests? I'm having a great chat with Miss Xiaofeng, I'll keep her company."
Tie Bao: "..."
