"You... you..."
Aunt Chen was so mad at Chen Xiaoli she almost rolled her eyes back. Seeing this, the people around them quickly took a few steps back.
This Aunt Chen had a son and a daughter. Her daughter was the apple of her eye, spoiled rotten since childhood, and had never worked in the fields. Her son, on the other hand, was like a weed—poorly fed, poorly clothed, and saddled with all the hard, tiring chores at home.
After her son married, Aunt Chen was still the one in charge. All the grain and money her son and daughter-in-law earned from working the fields had to be handed over to the family, allowing her daughter to eat and drink for free without lifting a finger.
And what do you know, her daughter got married a few days ago. Aunt Chen gave all the family's money to her daughter and even let her take their grain to spruce up her trousseau, claiming it was all part of the dowry.
