C462 I'm the One Crying

She spoke with a heavy accent, and Mandarin was not at all standard, mixed with dialect, which she could not understand without listening.

Lu Wenhua's face was extremely stiff. This was his mother.

He walked over with a sullen face. "Didn't I give you money? Why are you here?"

"Yo, what's the use of that little money you gave me?" Mother Zhao put her hands on her hips