Zhao Weiping's mother is famous in the village, how could she be pinned down so easily?

"You are nothing, and your whole family is nothing.

Look at your small eyes on such a big face. It’s not your fault that you have small eyes, but it’s your problem that you are blind with small eyes.

Listen to what you say again. Are they words spoken by a human being?

Did the mouth that Nuwa pressed on you accidentally get stained with weasel fart?

Otherwise, how could he spray poison gas just by opening his mouth?

I'm an adult, why can't I speak?

I really feel sorry for your old man. Not only does he have to face your face every day, which even scares the toad in the ditch, but he also has to endure you making poisonous gas every night.

It’s God’s blessing that you didn’t die early. How dare you come out and pollute the environment?

Isn't it ugly?"

This burst of gunfire was like a machine gun, clattering endlessly, and the listeners had a hard time keeping up with the rhythm. They were afraid that they would miss a word or two and wouldn't be able to understand what was being said.

"My mother is amazing, right?

The key is that there is not a single dirty word!"

Shitou boasted to Su Wanwan in a low voice.

Su Wanwan gave the stone a thumbs up, that's what it was.

Most people don't have this ability, it's amazing.

"I will learn from my aunt in the future!"

Su Wanwan was really envious. She was strong, but compared to Aunt Hua, she was just a weakling.

Look at Zhao Weiping's mother. She was so angry that she had to pinch herself to calm down. Her fighting spirit was not enough, and she was directly sprayed unconscious.

"Su Wanwan, is this how you entertain guests?"

Zhao Weiping supported his mother and looked at Su Wanwan with a face full of accusations.