The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, hitting him relentlessly. Su Jinlai, already weak and wobbly on his feet, stood no chance against Wang Xiangxiu, who had been doing physical labor and was strong from being a fitter. She beat her son like a small chick.
"You even dare mention your grandmother? That old hag should die far from home! She was so vicious and lived a life of luxury; she should've died long ago. And you dare mention her!"
Wang Xiangxiu kept hitting him.
Truthfully, Jinlai's disdain for her paled in comparison to his mention of Aunt Su Gou Lanxiang.
That old woman was her absolute limit.
Su Jinlai had never been physically punished by his mother before. He was always allowed to be willful. But Wang Xiangxiu's sudden outburst left him stunned. He quickly covered his head and cried, "What are you doing! Why are you hitting me? A gentleman uses words, not fists. Stop it! You you you..."
