Wang Yongzhu and Old Granny Zhang were both momentarily dumbfounded.
Especially Old Granny Zhang, who thought if there really was a shameless Vixen Spirit trying to seduce her son-in-law, she wouldn't need her daughter to step in; she, as the mother, would go first.
Old Granny Zhang prided herself in being the best at cursing; she hadn't met anyone who dared to claim they were better.
She'd first curse those little vixens until they were drowning in shame, and if they still didn't let go, her heavy hand wasn't just for show.
She couldn't believe that any vixen with even a little bit of self-respect would keep pushing forward.
But she never expected this world to keep producing talents; perhaps she was just getting too old and couldn't keep up.
Young people today seem to have more ideas.
On further thought, her son-in-law's strategy was really clever, not hitting or shouting, just signing a few maids for low prices to the household.
