The police officer behind rushed over quickly and knocked Aunt Zhu to the ground. Her head hit the bluestone slab, and the pain made her dizzy and dazed.

"Ouch, ouch, my waist is about to break. Who are you? Let me go quickly."

Before he could finish his words, there was a click and silver handcuffs were put on his hands.

When she saw the uniform, she shuddered with fear. It was a hot summer day, but she felt cold all over.

"No...it's not like that. You...you just listen to my explanation. I just came here..."

The female police officer stepped forward and looked down at her. "You're not trying to say you came here to help her collect her clothes and flesh, are you? These are all charges of stealing from others. Arrest him now."

At your age, if you don’t learn good things, you won’t be afraid of corrupting the younger ones.”

Aunt Zhu was speechless. She looked at Jiang Yan and begged, "Xiao Yan, didn't you ask me to come here to collect the clothes? Explain to me quickly."

She blinked frantically at Jiang Yan, but Jiang Yan pretended not to see her and hid behind the police.

"Aunt Zhu, do you have amnesia? I haven't seen you in the past few days. When did I ask you to come home? But you borrowed money from my mother last week.

My mother refused to lend it to you two, and you had a very unpleasant quarrel. Even if you hate my mother, don't come and search my room while we are not at home. These clothes were bought for me by my husband.

I usually don't wear it, how could I possibly let you take it away?"

Everyone echoed: "That's right, we all saw it. The old woman was using moral blackmail to force people to borrow money. When they refused, she started spewing filth."