The madam waited until the gentleman walked away before saying to Jiang Jiu, "He just has a bad temper. Before, he threw away two mooncakes and two packs of tea biscuits that my son bought; he didn't like them, so he threw them down in anger. As a result, now he's considered a habitual high-rise litterer. He's already realized his mistake.
I'm not afraid to let you laugh at us. Our relationship with my son isn't very good. He insisted on immigrating, and my husband certainly disagreed. In the end, he immigrated without any words, and now he only comes back during holidays. Naturally, my husband is angry; he never appreciates his son's things.
But that cigarette butt, it's definitely not thrown by my husband. Reporter Jiang, please speak to everyone well and give us justice."
Jiang Jiu nodded, "Don't worry, we will definitely find out who really threw the cigarette butt."
After leaving the community, the three of them got into the car and began reporting their progress.
