The elderly man and woman next door heard this and were shocked!
Holding their rolling pin, they trembled as they approached, raising their hands to strike Xiao Moli.
An Ziqi saw the misunderstanding growing bigger, and if the whole village really arrived, it would be even harder to explain.
Busy pulling the elderly man and woman next door, she explained with black lines sliding down her forehead, "Elders, it's not like that. He's not a murderer; Aunt Li misunderstood."
Grandpa Sun glared, mustache bristling, "He's come to bully you at your doorstep. How could it be a misunderstanding? Look at him, if he's not a murderer, he's definitely not a good person."
"Don't be afraid, Grandpa will stand up for you."
Faced with such a situation, Xiao Moli's expression couldn't be any darker.
He couldn't really act against this group of elderly, women, and children.
An Ziqi was also troubled, tightly gripping Grandpa Sun, afraid that he'd act rashly and use the rolling pin.
