The old drunkard and the woman were busy in the kitchen, and the speed of cooking suddenly improved. In no time, several dishes were served at the dining table.
"Alright, the food is ready, come and eat." The woman untied the apron from her waist and spoke softly to Xu Ke.
At the dining table, in front of the two men, the woman recounted what happened in the alley. But this matter seemed to have a significant impact on her. As she spoke, her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes turned red involuntarily.
"Stop talking about it, don't think about it anymore. It's over. I won't let those three guys go. I will definitely get justice for you." The old drunkard held his wife's hand, his eyes burning with anger as he promised.
"Let it go. They got a good beating today, and you're not young anymore. If something happens to you, what am I supposed to do?" The woman said tearfully, holding back his hand.
