Shen Jiahui was stunned again, tilting her head up to look at Grandma Shen.
The old lady's face, every wrinkle seemed to be chiseled with a knife, the epitome of relentless law.
When Shen Jiahui met the old lady's eyes, sharp like knives, a desolate wind blew through her heart, causing her whole body to almost shiver.
"Why did I hit her, you tell me first!" Grandma Shen pointed at Xu Xiuqin.
No matter how wrong a daughter may be, first, it's the fault of the parents' education. A child's misstep is the father's mistake. Later, the old lady would also go back to deal with the third son.
Pointed at by her mother-in-law, Xu Xiuqin remained calm: "Mom, how would I know why you hit her? If I knew, would I be asking my second brother?"
Hearing this, Grandma Shen mercilessly swept her hand across Xu Xiuqin's face.
