It’s all nonsense!
They just look down on the match she’s making. She hasn’t even complained about soone stealing her daughter-in-law!
Hmph, what’s a little brat going to eat anyway!
With that thought in mind, throughout the al, every ti Yangyang said he wanted to eat sothing, Ms. Qian of Wang Family was sure to snatch it away. Even if she didn’t want it, she’d tamper with it sohow so that no one else could eat it. This behavior was sothing Ms. Wang couldn’t stand, so she intervened.
Ms. Qian huffed twice when she failed to outmaneuver Ms. Wang once or twice, but the third ti she failed again, she slamd her chopsticks down. "Big sister, what do you an by this? Do you an I can’t even eat a al at your house? I’m going back to complain to mother-in-law. Are we still family or what?"
Ms. Wang gave her a glance and pointed directly at the pile of bones and fish spines in front of her, "Are you saying all those were eaten by ?"
This left Ms. Qian so angry she almost choked on her spit.
Looking at the table and seeing that she had eaten enough, she flicked her sleeve dismissively, "I’m done eating. Which room are we staying in? Send a maid to show us the way." Ms. Qian felt a bit uncomfortable ntioning the maid. She rembers how the younger sister-in-law enjoyed ordering them around. Back in the day when they were so poor they were almost destitute, and now they’re pretending to be a grand household, truly oblivious to their station.
At that mont, she conveniently forgot that she was the one who used to constantly talk about the ways of the grand households.
"Take them to the guest room," Ms. Wang also didn’t bother to argue anymore and simply called a maid to lead them there.
Once these two left, the dining room instantly beca lively. Everyone was chattering away. Luo Linyu thought that since this was the Yang Family’s business, it wouldn’t be good for her to stay. Seeing that Yangyang had eaten nearly enough, she took him to the living room to play.
As soon as she left, Yang Xiayun spoke up directly, "Sister, our second aunt is really sothing else, I’m thoroughly impressed."
"What kind of language is that, it’s vulgar." She had just finished speaking when Yang Qingtong knocked her on the head.
"Ouch, little brother, this is no ti to be concerned about that." Yang Xiayun rubbed her forehead discontentedly, "Big Brother is so angry he went to the town because of our second aunt, and you still won’t let speak my mind?"
"What happened?" Yang Chuxia asked, realizing that she hadn’t seen Yang Qingrui at ho during the al. "What’s the second aunt trying to do, acting like she’s competing with Yangyang for food?"
"Isn’t she just competing with Yangyang for food?" Yang Xiayun rolled her eyes, "And she’s doing it on purpose!"
"Why would she do that?" Yang Chuxia was bewildered. How could she stoop so low as to fight over food with a child?
"Why?" Ms. Wang snorted coldly before replying, "Probably because of the issue that ca up this afternoon. She’s taking her anger out on you."
"What did you talk about this afternoon?" Yang Chuxia grew curious. What issue could drive the second aunt to employ such childish tactics?
"What issue?" Ms. Wang’s head started to ache with anger just thinking about it, "She ca to propose a match for Qingrui, but I rejected it. I said Qingrui’s marriage would only be considered if you and Brother An both agreed."
"A proposal? Isn’t proposing a match supposed to be a good thing?" Yang Chuxia was even more confused.
Yang Xiayun couldn’t stand her mother beating around the bush anymore and said bluntly, "Sister, it’s not about the proposal itself; it’s about who she proposed. It’s that Qian Xiaoqing, an old woman older than our brother. Oh no, she’s actually a widow."
Yang Chuxia, who was drinking soup, spat it all out.
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