"I'm not going, I'm not going."
Xu Minchang clung to Old Madam's hand, crying as if his mother had died: "Grandma, I don't want to go."
"How can you not go?"
Mrs. Feng moved forward to pull Xu Minchang away, but Old Madam slapped her hand away.
"My dear grandson, tell Grandma, why don't you want to go?"
Old Madam squatted down, patiently coaxing Xu Minchang.
Xu Minchang cried even harder: "I don't want to go to Grandma's house. Every time I go there, they take off my nice clothes and don't give me anything to eat. When Mom brings nice things over, they eat it themselves and won't let me and Mom eat, and they also make me and Mom do chores. Mom has to wash clothes for my uncle's family, and I have to help clean the yard. Their place is so dirty. I don't want to go, I don't want to work, I don't want to go hungry."
Old Madam's gaze changed.
A fierce light flashed in her eyes as she coldly asked Mrs. Feng, "Is it true?"
Mrs. Feng stuttered and did not respond.
