"Get out of here!" Granny Sampton practically roared, "Why are you still standing here? Are you not satisfied with angering your grandpa to death? Do you want to anger me, your grandma, to death too?"
After shouting, Granny Sampson clung to Bright Sampson and began coughing uncontrollably. The relatives standing nearby saw this and were frightened.
One senior quickly said to Father Sampson, "Can't you see how upset your mother is? Hurry up and take Julie Sampson away."
"Exactly, she didn't come earlier, and now she shows up playing innocent—what's the point? I feel heartbroken for the Old Sir," someone muttered from the side.
Julie Sampson suddenly fell to her knees in front of Granny Sampson. "Grandma..."
Before she could speak, Granny Sampson turned her head away sharply. "Let me tell you, I'm not dead, so I don't need you to come to my grave. And even if I were dead, I wouldn't want someone like you to dirty my grave! I told you to leave—don't you understand what I'm saying?"
