Feng Chunhua was about to explode upon hearing that, a fire of fury unignited within her.
Yang Erxiu, seeing her mother becoming anxious, grabbed her arm with her little hand and said, "Mom, don't worry! From today on, I'll keep an eye on that little vixen for you!"
An eight- or nine-year-old child, who already understood a lot, still remained ignorant of many things.
Yang Erxiu didn't comprehend the world of adults, but one thing she knew for sure was that she must despise anyone and anything her mother disliked.
"My good, good son." Feng Chunhua hugged Yang Erxiu tightly, "I'll reward you properly later. What do you want?"
"I want to eat a banana."
"Okay!"
Yang Dahe drank a bit too much that night, and Feng Chunhua thought about having a serious talk with him, but then decided against it.
If he got annoyed while drunk, she would only get scolded again.
Better to endure it for the time being.