Sure enough, once he marries a wife, he forgets his mother. That vixen Wan Shuhua has been completely fooled by her son.
Luckily, the Wan Shu Hua (万树花) doesn't have a tail; if it did, it might be sticking up to the sky.
Mother Shen's face flushed with anger. She wanted to curse again, but then her eldest grandson and youngest grandson started fighting again.
The eldest child was being held in Wan Shuhua's arms, playing with a small wooden slingshot. The younger child saw this, looked at what his brother was holding, then looked at what he was holding, and decisively dropped his own and grabbed it.
The eldest brother was unwilling to give it up, and the second brother wouldn't let go. Before long, the two brothers were rolling around in a mess, fighting fiercely.
Wan Shuhua looked at the two older brothers, and a plan formed in her mind. She ripped the younger brother away, pulled the older brother into her arms, and pointed at the younger brother, cursing, "You shameless brat! Everyone else's things are better. You have so many toys of your own, yet you insist on fighting with your brother. Everything your brother has is better..."
The second child, only three or four years old, stared blankly at his mother, who had always favored him, suddenly revealing a ferocious face. Then, he burst into tears.
Mother Shen: "!!!"
Don't underestimate her just because she's uneducated; she's clearly making veiled attacks.
She jumped up and down, "Wan Shuhua, you little bitch, who told you to insult my precious grandson..."
For a moment, shouts and curses, along with the child's cries, filled the room, which was neither too big nor too small.
As for the central figure in the discussion—Shen Fenghua.
Quietly retire after achieving success.
Well, arguing is no good, but shifting the blame is very effective. The moment the door closed, Shen Fenghua looked at Wan Shuhua's back as she cursed at the crowd and revealed a mysterious smile.
The enemy of my enemy is, in a sense, my friend.
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