She Lives Well with the Shopping App in the 80s-Chapter 45 - Whoever Raises Their Voice Are They Right

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Whoever Raises Their Voice, Are They Right?

Chapter 45 -45: Whoever Raises Their Voice, Are They Right?

However, many things change as they are passed on.

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Yun Xiaoxiao really did not want to have to look at this person with ill intentions any longer.

But he had come knocking on her door, persistent and uncompromising in his desire to achieve his purpose before leaving.

Da Bao, while tending to the fire, pricked up his ears to catch any noise outside, eager to extinguish the fire and back up his mother.

But his mother had told him to watch the fire under the pot that was stewing meat, as it needed to be watched and protected from being stolen.

Did Xiao Bao manage to call Grandma over?

Xiao Bao did not disappoint his brother Da Bao’s expectations and ran with his short legs toward the Zhao Family Mansion.

“Grandma, Grandma…”

Mrs. Zhao was making cloth shoes at home. Hearing Xiao Bao’s voice and seeing her grandson rush in anxiously, she said, “Grandma, someone is going to hit my mom…”

Hit Laosan’s wife?

Who?

“Let’s go and see.”

Sanya and Xiao Mao were playing in the courtyard. Seeing grandma and Xiao Bao leave, Sanya immediately grabbed Xiao Mao, shut the yard gate, and followed to check out the situation.

The two kids seldom visited their little uncle’s house before, but these past few days, the Little Aunt had fed them.

“You, a little brat, go to the town right now and get the Public Security to release my Xiao Wu, otherwise I’ll never let this go.”

Never let this go?

The victim had not even approached them, and here the family of the perpetrator was confronting her?

Is it just a matter of who is stronger or louder, therefore they are right?

Are you joking?

“What if I don’t go? Do you think you can bully me because Da Bao’s father isn’t home? Just know how to bully this little wife?”

“You mother of a thief, you think you have the right to talk? Does it mean your son can later randomly steal from anyone’s home, and that makes it right?”

As these words were said, the other ladies and aunties around started discussing it again.

“Right for stealing? Nobody’s property just falls from the sky.”

Mrs. Wang thought being an elder she could easily manipulate Yun Xiaoxiao into going to town to get her older son released.

This little wife sure had a sharp tongue.

She decided to employ her ultimate skills: cry, create a scene, and then threaten to hang herself.

“Liu Cuihua, what are you doing?” Mrs. Zhao’s yelling came through, and she quickly approached, noticing Mrs. Wang sitting on the ground ready to start a commotion. Mrs. Zhao immediately spoke up.

How come the team leader’s wife was involved?

“This little wretch got my son locked up, and I want her to get my son, Wang Laowu, out, or else I’ll be here causing trouble every day,” Mrs. Wang was relentless, determined to make Yun Xiaoxiao release her son.

“Do you think the Public Security listen to me?” Yun Xiaoxiao truly felt there was no point in arguing with this ignorant woman.

It was truly a waste of breath.

They were about to sentence Wang Laowu for his crime, and would she go say it was a misunderstanding?

She wasn’t one to undertake such futile and unrewarding tasks.

Especially since Wang Laowu had indeed come to steal, how could that be faked?

If this wasn’t the 1970s, she would have directly charged the opposite party with attempted murder instead of settling for theft.

The former would mean eight to ten years in prison, whereas the latter would be one to three years.

“Liu Cuihua, your son came to steal from my son, and yet you want to bully my daughter-in-law…”

Mrs. Zhao continued speaking as she approached Mrs. Wang, one sitting on the ground, the other standing up, especially as Mrs. Zhao grabbed Mrs. Wang by the hair and yanked her up.

This action caused Mrs. Wang to howl in pain.

“You damned girl, come and help me…ow, it’s killing me.”

The two little girls, not daring to delay, prepared to step forward and help.