Everyone present was utterly stunned—what kind of injustice must a kid have suffered to become like this?
"Mei Mengzhen, what did we ever do to you, for you to talk to us like that?"
Yongan, the eldest uncle, also chimed in, "Zhenzhen, if you've been wronged, just say it today. We're all here, we can stand up for you."
Yongan, who has money, was feeling righteous at this moment. But as soon as he said this, the younger aunt and younger aunt started to feel guilty, because the one who started the trouble wasn't Mei Mengzhen, it was them.
But the younger aunt still tried to argue, "Big brother, how could I possibly make her suffer?"
"You didn't make me suffer, but you made my little brother suffer. Bullying my brother is bullying me. He's still young and can't do anything, but I can stand up for him." Mei Mengzhen fired back, gritting her teeth, absolutely fearless. She was like a hot pepper grown ripe—sharp, spicy, salty, and not about to let the issue slip from her hands.
