"Mum, my seven children are all your grandsons and granddaughters…" The second daughter-in-law gave the old lady a pleading look.
Old Mrs. Gao didn't like Gao Mingjiang's family to begin with, and she was infuriated by her second daughter-in-law's provocation. She rose to her feet and grabbed a stick as thick as her arm.
Gao Mingjiang had made it for her so that it would be easier for her to walk around.
"Bring out the three boys!" Leaning on a stick, old Mrs. Gao walked very fast.
The second daughter-in-law was secretly elated and immediately had her three boys follow the old lady.
The three boys didn't like the idea at first, but their mother whispered in their ears, telling them that there were warm duvets in the fourth branch.
It was late autumn, and they were in the middle of nowhere. Everyone was freezing, and the three boys couldn't stand the cold. They all ran toward the old lady.
