The veins on the old lady's forehead throbbed. "You, you're a bastard. Your parents have raised you. Dabao and Baoya have eaten so much rice in their house. Each of them is fair and tender. It's fine if you didn't earn money in the past, but now that you have money, you can't even bear to cut off a piece of meat for them. Don't you have any shame?"
Madam Liang shrank her head when she was scolded. When Baoya heard her name, she raised her head in a daze. Her small face was covered in pastry crumbs.
