"Hey, what's up with you, girl? Why can't I and your mom have a proper conversation?" Mrs. Lin glanced at Mu Dandan.
"Dan, you're not that young anymore, right? A girl should get married when she's at the right age.
Don't be too picky, or you'll be left with only widowers who've lost their wives and men who are crippled or blind!"
Having a sharp tongue, Mrs. Lin's words nearly made Mu Dandan spit blood in anger.
"Auntie, watch your words, what do you mean by the only ones left are crippled, blind men, and widowers?"
Mu Dandan knew Mrs. Lin was implying that she could only marry such men!
But didn't Mrs. Lin ever take a look at herself?
She was filthy, not to mention the patches of white skin on her body, even her behind was probably black!
"I'm just stating the facts, even the most beautiful flower has to be picked when it's time. If it's not picked on time, even bees will avoid it!"
