One afternoon, when Mom and Dad were at work, Grandma and Uncle were busy cleaning the house. I was happily riding my bicycle around when suddenly the scrap collector, who hadn’t come for three weeks, showed up at our gate.

He usually takes all our old metal things and pays a little money for them. But this time, he tried to be sneaky! He almost took away some shiny iron rods that my dad had bought just yesterday for our new house construction. Those rods were important!

Grandma didn’t see it at first, but then she noticed and stopped him. He was supposed to pay Rs.150 for the scrap, but he tried to give only Rs.100! Grandma got really angry and started arguing with him. I stood there watching, thinking, “Oh no, he’s in trouble now!”

After some loud bargaining, Grandma took the money and told him to get out of our house. The scrap collector left quickly, and I couldn’t stop laughing. Grandma is truly the boss!