When she finished going around the room and returned to the bridal chamber, she wondered who exactly in the bride’s family would be so rude to rummage around like that.
"Auntie, are you hungry?" Yang Chuxia suddenly spoke up at the entrance of the bridal chamber, holding a bowl of egg soup and two plates of steamed buns in her hand.
The person inside the room obviously froze for a moment when they heard her voice, and the hand rummaging through things paused as well. Yang Chuxia added, "That box just has clothes in it, nothing else." She went inside and reminded her.
"Hehe, I was just taking a look." Feeling somewhat embarrassed by being caught, she laughed awkwardly.
Yang Chuxia just smiled and didn’t ask any more questions. She then turned to Yang Dayong’s wife, Ms. Liu, "Auntie, I brought some egg soup and a few meat buns. You can eat some to fill your stomach up first."
Ms. Liu was clearly grateful, and upon taking a closer look at Yang Chuxia, her face filled with admiration, thinking that this girl was really beautiful.
After admiring her, she lowered her head, perhaps it was due to the shyness of being a newlywed bride.
Instead, another person in the room heard Yang Chuxia mention the meat buns, rushed to the table to grab one, and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "Second Sister, your in-laws are really nice. I’ve been paying attention, they really filled the plates with meat and fish, and even big plates of crabs! Oh my, there were so many on every table that it must have cost a fortune! You’re so lucky, even your parents and brothers will benefit from your good fortune. Alas, it didn’t work out for me."
Hearing her go on and on, Ms. Liu was getting unhappy, "Sister, what are you talking about?" Seeing Yang Chuxia still in the room and her own sister speaking , Ms. Liu felt embarrassed.
Yang Chuxia decided to stay quiet and listened to what this aunt’s sister had to say.
"Second Sister, how can you say I’m talking nonsense? Isn’t it true? Look at you, just by getting married you brought thirty taels of silver to the family. You didn’t see how happy our mother was, her face all cramp up from laughing so much! Even our father, after drinking, kept talking about having the silver for your little brother’s wedding. You silly girl, you’re the one who’s better off, giving all the silver to your parents. But they only think of your big brother and little brother, have they ever thought about you? Did they buy you any decent dowry? They’re just taking advantage of your soft heart. If it were me, I’d make a scene..."
Ms. Liu’s sister went on and on, disregarding her sister’s expression, continuing to talk and munch on another bun.
However, Yang Chuxia’s opinion of this sister changed slightly. Although her words were a bit out of line, the meaning behind them showed she had her own opinions.
"Sister! Can you please stop talking?"
Ms. Liu, seeing that her sister was speaking more and more, hurriedly interrupted her and glanced at Yang Chuxia in the room, her expression very awkward.
Yang Chuxia just smiled at her, and then continued sitting.
She was thinking of listening to some more juicy details to remind Uncle Dayong later, seeing as this father-in-law seemed to favor sons over daughters.
As she expected, Ms. Liu’s sister continued to say a lot more, not caring about her sister’s expression or Yang Chuxia’s presence, simply airing her grievances about her own parents and siblings.
In the end, Yang Chuxia could only think: it’s all because they’re poor.
When she got home that evening, Yang Chuxia told Ms. Wang about it, and Ms. Wang was also stunned, feeling helpless about encountering such parents.
"Mom, I saw Grandma’s face didn’t look good today."
Ms. Wang shook her head and said, "Silly girl, that’s because your little aunt’s family didn’t give her any face!"