It was fine when Ms.Hua Junior didn’t mention it, but when she did, Old Lady Hua got angry again. Why? It was because a few days ago, people from the village came to see Brother An and the third branch of the family invited them to have a meal. It was Yang Chuxia who called people, but she only called Old Yang, without even greeting the others.
Fourth originally wanted to go with them to eat, but what did that little brat say? She said, "I only invited my grandpa and didn’t invite you, Fourth Uncle. Why would you ?" As a result, Fourth didn’t go, and that old bastard didn’t go either.
As Old Lady Hua watched, she could tell that the third branch of the family definitely didn’t invite her, and it made her anxious. She wanted to go with Third Aunt to have a good meal.
She stood up angrily, "This is unacceptable. Third Yang has become too overbearing; he doesn’t even care about you anymore. I have to confront him. There are so many people eating here at noon, and you live in the same courtyard yet they don’t invite you. Isn’t this a slap in your face? Even outsiders are eating, but the mother can’t even get a bite."
Seeing Ms.Hua Junior about to go out, Old Lady Hua didn’t stop her. She thought that even if she couldn’t have a bite of that meat, she had to cause trouble for that little bitch and her family.
"Oh, look who’s here at Third Yang’s house. Are you boiling fish soup?" Ms.Hua Junior’s voice came from outside.
Ms.Hua Junior looked at the third branch of the Yang family, Land Officer Yang, his wife helping with the cooking, Uncle Old Gen, Old Aunt-in-law Gen, and several other elderly Yang family members were there.
Upon hearing Ms.Hua Junior’s voice, Ms.Wang glanced at her, thinking about the previous argument between this woman and her daughter and how poorly she treated Brother An. So, she just ignored her and replied with a grunt.
But Ms.Hua Junior didn’t seem to care. She pretended to say, "Today, my Third Aunt invited me to her house for dinner. I originally intended to bother my Third Aunt. But now, it seems that my Third Aunt and her family will be having lunch at your place later, so I have no choice but to follow my Third Aunt to your house for food."
Ms.Hua Junior laughed, then turned her head and saw Ye Zi’an talking about books with Yang Qingrui on the side. She then coldly said , "Brother An, you see me, your mother, standing here, but you don’t even bother to greet me. Have you forgotten your manners?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Zi’an looked up at her coldly for a moment before lowering his head again.
Ms.Hua Junior’s mouth twitched in anger. She shouted, "An! Your mother is talking to you, how dare you ignore me?! You have been disturbing others for quite some time now, and your injury should be almost healed. After this meal, you’ll go home with your mother. I’ll take care of you, which is much better than having an empty stomach at someone else’s house."
Initially, Yang Chuxia didn’t want to deal with Ms.Hua Junior, but when she heard these words, she looked up.
Thinking that Ms.Hua Junior just came from Old Lady Hua’s place, she feared that she might be scheming again. It sounds like she wants Brother An to return to the Ye family?
But would Ms.Hua Junior be so kind-hearted? Not very likely.
So what was she trying to achieve with these words?
After thinking for a moment, Yang Chuxia understood - it seemed that Ms.Hua Junior was up to her old tricks again, coveting Brother An’s money.
She glanced at the corner where one of Yang Qingtong’s stinky shoes was leaning against the wall. She picked it up and threw it with all her strength.
"You shameless woman, who told you that the entire Old Yang family was coming to my house for lunch? Besides, who do you think you are to feel entitled to freeload at my house?"