Old Mrs. Pang was seething with resentment. 'If only Su Qing had lent our family three hundred yuan,' she thought. 'Not only could we have paid off our debt of over two hundred and seventy yuan today, but we would've had more than twenty left over. Our savings would have grown!' In her mind, everything the Pang family was suffering today was Su Qing's fault.
As for repaying Su Qing, Old Mrs. Pang had never even considered it. 'After all, Pang Xiaofang was the one who borrowed the money, not the Pang family itself,' she reasoned. 'If anyone pays it back, it'll be Pang Xiaofang. It has nothing to do with us.'
So, Old Mrs. Pang developed a vicious hatred for Su Qing. She wished Brother Liu and his men would hurry up and rob Su Qing of every last cent, just to let her get a taste of what it's like to have no money.
