Having driven away his eldest sister-in-law, Second Brother Yun felt as though he had won a victory, especially proud.
Now that faces had been torn, it really was a relief.
"Why are you bringing more things again?" Mother Yun saw her youngest son carrying food again?
Now, compared to his big brother's wife, her little son truly could be cast aside.
Did she think that by saying a few nice words, she would once again receive tangible things?
Now that they were separated, Mother Yun looked again and felt that the eldest daughter-in-law was even more selfish beneath her eyelids.
"Dad, hasn't he come back yet?"
"He must have been delayed by something at the factory."
Second Brother Yun put down the lunch box and looked at his mother, "I received a telegram from little sister, I don't know if she'll come back tomorrow or the day after?"
A telegram?
She's coming back?
"Mom, do you think little sister got in or not?"
