The Wang Yongfu and other members of the Wang Family, after understanding the intricacies involved, wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads.
Old Granny Zhang saw they weren't completely muddled and only then sneered, "An entire family with over a dozen people, yet not a single sensible one! Your little sister simply found it unbearable and helped discipline them, without hitting or scolding them, yet somehow it's still not right?"
"A bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves! In just a few years, you've completely forgotten your sister's achievements. When she disciplines the children a little, one gives her attitude and another talks back, no conscience at all—" Old Granny Zhang hadn't resorted to her street-cursing skills in years.
Because there hadn't been any opportunity to use it, she had started looking like any ordinary grandma in the town.
Unexpectedly, seeing her few troublesome sons again, the urge to curse was uncontrollable.
