Desperation breeds ingenuity, and the Sun Family matriarch had actually conceived of a possibility. She suddenly turned to Tong Sanlang, her old face twisted with urgency.
Beneath the distortion, there was a glint of hope, as if she'd latched onto the last straw of salvation. She lunged at Tong Sanlang with her eyes bulging out from excitement, looking quite horrifying.
"If it's not in the wardrobe, then you must be wearing it!"
"Take off your trousers and let everyone have a look!"
Recalling Tong Sanlang's earlier complacency, she screamed shrilly, her voice piercingly high, "Daring to let everyone come in and see, you must be wearing it—quick, take off your trousers, take them off!"
Qiao Xiaomai "..."
The onlooking villagers "..."
Tong Tiehu was so angry he was puffing his beard and glaring—too detestable, too detestable!
Tong Sanlang twitched the corners of his mouth and lifted his leg without hesitation.