As soon as Ji Zhao finished speaking, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.
"With just your words? Why should we believe you?" Zhao Suqiu pursed her lips angrily. "Previously, during the drought, didn't my family sell two little girls? You said that the county magistrate was settling scores after the fall, so we have to believe you? I think you're just making up nonsense! You're so vicious to your grandmother who raised you! You'll definitely suffer retribution in the future."
"Pfft!" Zhao Lanhua rushed in front of her aggressively and grabbed her hair. She gritted her teeth fiercely. "If you dare to say anything about my third daughter-in-law again, do you believe that I'll pull your hair our?"
"Let go! Let go!" Zhao Suqiu did not expect Zhao Lanhua to be so fierce. She directly pulled her hair. Just as she was about to resist, she heard her mother's exclamation from the crowd.