Xun Hui did not resist any further, but thinking of Yang Peili still standing nearby, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Yang Ruxin could only roll her eyes in silence. How deeply ingrained was Xun Hui’s servility, to unconsciously act like a servant upon seeing the people of the old residence? It was truly...
"Dongzi." At this moment, the Third Great-Uncle spoke up. The old man actually didn’t have a big appetite; having eaten just two pieces of meat, he was full, but this was his family’s big event, so he didn’t leave. He sat chatting with the Fourth Great-Uncle and occasionally talking to villagers who came over to greet, when he noticed Yang Peili, he couldn’t help but wave him over, "Good you could come, go have something to eat."
"Indeed." The Fourth Great-Uncle also nodded, "You, don’t be so standoffish all the time. Everyone in the main house is nice. You just let your wife make a mess of things. Now, do you regret it?" He felt a sense of frustration, as though hating that iron could not become steel.
"Heh heh..." Yang Peili forced a laugh, feeling even worse on the inside.
Just then, a roar came from nearby: "You old fool, is it because you haven’t tasted meat before? Your own grandson has become a Scholar, yet you don’t stay home to celebrate with him, but run here to these cheap people..."
Everyone’s expressions immediately darkened.
As Yang Ruxin looked up, he saw Yang Anshi running over in a fury, cursing as she ran, and he couldn’t help shaking his head. Was this old woman not going to rest until she had offended everyone thoroughly?
Yang Anshi was furious. In her view, her grandson becoming a Scholar should have resulted in the whole village coming to congratulate, and that would have been her moment of glory. But to her utter surprise, not a single person came. Initially, she thought the villagers were unaware, but later found out that today was the day Yang Ruxin had set out the banquet. Let them eat, she thought bitterly, may they eat themselves to death.
To explain further, although Yang Ruxin had caused quite a stir in the village these past days, Yang Anshi deliberately ignored it all. In her heart, Yang Ruxin simply could not and should not succeed. It was as if she thought by not hearing or seeing Yang Ruxin’s achievements, they wouldn’t come to fruition.
Thus, she had no idea about today’s completion of the workshop.
It was lunchtime, and she didn’t expect that her own husband would leave the house, and worse, to visit this little wretch. Furious, the old woman grabbed a broom and charged over.
Of course, trailing behind her were Feng Caie and Yang Ruyu, who were eager to watch the commotion and possibly benefit from it. However, the cunning mother and daughter stayed well back, probably fearing that if Yang Anshi were to lose face, they could turn tail and run easily.
Yang Peili’s face turned as unsightly as the bottom of a pot, and he quickly turned to look and snapped, "What are you babbling about?"
The Third Great-Uncle and Fourth Great-Uncle were even more incensed; both old men slapped the table simultaneously, but in the end, it was the Third Great-Uncle who spoke first, "An Family, do you have no manners?" Then he turned to Yang Peili, "Does a person like this deserve to be a daughter-in-law of the Yang Family?"
Yang Anshi was taken aback and also felt frightened, but she was not willing to be scolded just like that. She suddenly sat down on the ground: "I can’t live like this anymore, everyone has been deceived by these little whores, what a pity for my wonderful grandson, he became a Scholar, that brings honor to the village, yet no one even inquires about it..."