"How can you be like this? We are relatives, but I have no obligation to help you raise your granddaughter. You should raise your own granddaughter!"
Upon hearing this, Dahua burst into tears, "Are you trying to kill me? We're all from poor families; where do we get so much silver? Since you have the means, why not lend a hand? Do you really want to see us die without helping?"
Damn!
No one beats this level of blaming others; trying to guilt-trip your ancestors here is still a bit too naive.
Cheng Xiaoxiao, filled with indignation, pointed at Dahua's nose and incredulously spoke, "How can you talk like this? What do you mean I'm refusing to help? We've already helped once, which can be considered as doing all we could. After all, we're just distant relatives, and you're the immediate family.
