Zhang Qiaoqiao and Li Erzhu were startled. They had lived in the same village for over a decade, and although they did not live under the same roof, Bai Yue and the three brothers seemed easy to bully and easy to talk to, otherwise the old lady wouldn't have been able to control Bai Yue's finances for so many years through deceiving Shitou.
Now, unexpectedly, the three were ready to fight them with carrying poles; this was something they had never anticipated before coming here.
"Bai Yue, I'm telling you, don't you lay a hand on us. Even if you did, we're not afraid of you. If it really comes down to a fight, do you think you, a woman, could defeat us men? We came here to talk nicely, after all. Even if you argue till the cows come home, a son supporting his father is only natural and right. Do you really want to tarnish them with a reputation of being unfilial?" Although Li Erzhu felt guilty, he still didn't back down.
