Teach Her a Lesson

Xiaoguo saw who it was under the moonlight. It was Mrs. Yang!

"What was she doing here?" Xiaoguo stared at her in surprise.

Mrs. Yang looked behind her and saw no one. She continued with what she was doing.

"Why can't I open this broken door?" Mrs. Yang tried hard to unpick the lock.

Li Zhaodi's house had a wooden door. It wasn't a single-paneled door. It was a two-way door that opened both ways. Mrs. Yang pushed the door inwards and reached in with one hand to grab at the big lock.

What a miscalculation!!

Mrs. Yang resisted the urge to kick the door open. Why was it so difficult to teach Li Zhaodi a lesson?

Mrs. Yang walked to the side of the house and looked at the height of the wall. She then used her height as a gauge and made a decision.

"Let me try!"

She took a few steps back and was about to count down to three when a faint voice sounded behind her.

"Do you need help?"