A woman at the bustling market stopped her sister-in-law, talking a mile a minute and sending spittle flying everywhere.
An Ning couldn't help but take a step back. She even thought to herself, 'Compared to this woman, Lin Cuihua is the picture of serenity.'
"Gui Fen'er, wait a second! Your younger brother is here too."
"I'll go get him for you. Just wait!"
The look in the woman's eyes suggested she was more interested in watching a show than in offering any real help.
Her sister-in-law, Gao Guifen, forcefully pulled her arm free. "No, thanks," she said impatiently. "I have no desire to see him."
"Mom, let's go."
Lin Cuihua had been waiting for Gao Guifen to say something. She grabbed her, and they turned to leave at once.
"Hurry, An Ning!"
"Coming!"
An Ning caught up to the two. The woman behind them shouted after them anxiously, then turned back in a panic to find the man.
"What's the big rush!"
The woman stomped her foot, spun around, spat on the ground, and left.
