Mrs. Lin thought Mu Shuangshuang had gone mad. It was clearly her who had thrown the wild vegetables at her face, yet now it turned into her stealing them. Wasn't this just pouring dirty water on her?
"You crazy girl, no matter what you say, it won't be of any use. I won't spare you today."
Mrs. Lin rolled up her sleeves and raised her hand, pretending to slap Mu Shuangshuang's face. Mu Shuangshuang deliberately showed a shivering demeanor, her eyes fixed on Old Mrs. Mu, who was like a seasoned person standing behind Mrs. Lin.
A barely noticeable sinister smile appeared at the corner of Mu Shuangshuang's mouth.
At this moment, Old Mrs. Mu had already stepped out of the house, approaching Mrs. Lin. Originally, she intended for Mrs. Lin to properly discipline this girl, but what did she overhear instead?
Mrs. Lin dared to steal her things and even thought of privately cooking for herself, as if she, the old woman, didn't exist?
