Aunt Cai was stunned for a moment, "They would drive it away, of course. No matter how much meat a family has, it doesn't make sense to let a dog steal it every day."
Mo Yan continued to press, "Then would you scare the stray dog away with a stick, or would you beat it to teach it a lesson, so it remembers never to come back and steal meat again?"
At this point, Aunt Cai clearly understood Mo Yan's intent. People like Wang Dali were envious of the Mo Family having silver and shamelessly came to demand compensation as if they were the wild dogs eyeing the meat.
He opened his mouth to demand five hundred pieces of silver, wasn't that just pure greed? Such people needed to be taught a severe lesson once; otherwise, if he succeeded this time, he would stick to them like a mangy dog in the future, bringing endless trouble.
Having thought this through, a relieved smile appeared on Aunt Cai's face, "Little boss, I misjudged you. Someone like Wang Dali deserves a lesson to remember."