072 How big of a brain hole you have, do you want to fill it with poop?
Madam Lin's expression was also not pleasant, "Mother, what do you mean? I've never looked down on Changsheng, and now you want me to do this, how am I supposed to face others in the future?"
Zhang Xiaoying: "...What kind of messy things did you all pack? What kind of person do you take me for? Could I possibly be forcing someone into prostitution?"
Such wild imaginations. Do you need to fill your brains with dung?
"Then why would you casually suggest that my wife give birth to another one? You know full well that I..." With the children around, and the matter concerning a man's pride, Xu Changsheng was stammering.
Zhang Xiaoying was speechless, "Just because one doctor said it's not possible, doesn't mean all doctors have concluded you can't have another child. Listen to what nonsense you're spouting! If you're itching for a beating, just say so, and I'll fulfill that wish!"
Xu Changsheng: "...Where did I speak wrongly?"