Granny Tang sat at the head of the table, she had always known that Wang Aihua was difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect the daughter she raised to be equally temperamental. On the first day of the Chinese New Year, she was pointing fingers at her elders and accusing them of being unfair. Did she have any respect left for her elders?
"You gave Tang Yue more clothes," Tang Min said jealously as she looked towards Tang Yue.
Wang Aihua pulled Tang Min, signaling her not to speak, but this only fueled the rage in Tang Min's heart. "Mom, am I wrong to say that?"
"Xiao Min," Wang Aihua saw that both Tang Zhengyuan and Granny Tang's expressions were not looking good, and hurriedly stood up, trying to pull Tang Min into the room.
Tang Min struggled and did not comply, her eyes red, staring at Tang Mingli with a look demanding an explanation.
"Slap."
Granny Tang slammed her hand down on the table, causing the bowls and chopsticks to clatter.
