Liu Dahai was more assertive than ever.
Because he hadn't had a son and was getting older, he'd suffered a lot of ridicule and mockery from the villagers over the years.
Usually, he pretended not to care, but now he finally had a chance to let it all out.
"You've got some nerve, Liu Dahai, daring to talk to me like that!"
A middle-aged man named Liu Tong, who was related to the village head's family, acted extremely arrogant, and few people were able to catch his eye.
"What does this have to do with you?"
Liu Dahai confronted him, "If it doesn't concern you, then shut your mouth."
Liu Tong: "..."
"I..."
Seeing that he seemed to want to rush forward, the people nearby immediately stopped him and persuaded, "Liu Tong, it's not necessary! This Dahai probably thinks of that fool as his own son, it's inevitable he'd be smug."
"Right, right, he didn't have a son, now he's picked one up for free, how could he not be happy?"
The people around began to chime in.
