Bai Xiao fell silent, and Yang Mei understood that at such a time, people believed that family disgrace should not be aired in public. Often, they would rather swallow their own broken teeth than let others laugh at them.
"Ah, if you don't want to talk, don't talk. Every family has its own hard-to-read scripture. Like your aunt here, I'm just as cursed as your sister, having given birth to three girls. My mother-in-law detested me one hundred ways, accusing me of cutting off the Fang Family's lineage. And look at your uncle, bewitched into raising someone else's son as his own, almost wishing to support him as his child. But I tell you, that nephew of yours is no good, just waiting to make you suffer!" Yang Mei glared viciously at Fang Jianping.
Fang Jianping's face darkened, wondering how his wife just couldn't keep her mouth shut, worrying about the young woman hearing and laughing at their marital spats.
"Just spout nonsense, talk less would you?"