Worse Than a Dog's
Editor: Henyee Translations
"What do you know?" Lin Chaoyan rolled her eyes at her. "It's not their place to gossip about our Lin family's women!"
Lin Qingqian did not defend herself.
Most of the people living here were constrained to their traditional old ideas. If she bickered with them, she would be making things difficult for herself. She was not that stupid.
From three to four in the afternoon, people in the village started setting off firecrackers one after another. This meant that it was almost time for New Year's Eve dinner.
Although there were only the two of them in the Lin family, Lin Chaoyan still prepared a large table of dishes. When it was almost dark, she hung the firecrackers she had carried back from the market on an old tree in the courtyard and lit them up.
After the firecrackers were done, the two of them then went into the house for New Year's Eve dinner.