Li Chunhua still couldn't hear anything, trembling as she picked up the urine-stained shorts, instantly recognising them as Chen Xiaobao's.
"Xiaobao!" Li Chunhua cried out in agony, "What happened?!"
This was her most beloved and beautiful cotton jacket, made for her wedding day. She had carefully preserved it for all these years.
She had never been willing to wear it, instead saving it to show off during the first few days of the Lunar New Year when visiting her relatives.
How had it come to this?!
Upon seeing the shorts, Chen Xiaobao instantly appeared guilty, stuttering, "I...I don't know!"
"Bullshit! One look at these shorts and I know they're yours! Are you saying you don't know?!"
Chen Jianye saw that Chen Xiaobao had ruined something good, and without admitting it, quickly got out of bed, barefoot, picking up a shoe, ready to charge forward and hit him.
"You little brat! Throwing stuff around, making your mother's clothes stink, I will thrash you!"