The old lady, feeling both amused and helpless, reached out to pinch Aunt Liu's face and spat: "You sly thing, now that I've grown old, you start using our family members to make fun of me."
Aunt Liu didn't dodge, deliberately shifting her face along with the old lady's fingers:
"How could I do that? I'm just speaking from the heart. Listen to yourself, it's truly different."
"What's so special about it? When I was young..."
"And you were like this when you were young?"
"When I was young, I didn't play as exquisitely as these two little ones."
"Well, that makes me feel better."
"Go, go, go, serve the dishes, they're almost done playing."
Liu Yumei waved her hand to send Aunt Liu away, her fingertips lightly tapping on the table to the rhythm of the music.
She knew how extraordinarily talented her granddaughter was; otherwise, those busybodies wouldn't flock to try to ruin her.
The excellence of the young ones was clearly visible to the naked eye.
