"Father and Mother are doing this for your sake, aren't they? Look at yourself; without a considerable dowry, where would Father and Mother go to find you a wife? You're not getting any younger, yet you haven't even seen a glimpse of a wife's hair!"
"Exactly, if you're capable, go find a wife for yourself, and don't expect our son to provide for your funeral!"
"Knowing you're no good at talking, can't you just shut up? Do you think money is easy to make? Father and Mother are of such an age, yet they have to go out and earn money for you, while you sit at home making snide comments. Tell me, are you even human?"
"I..."
Old Seventh Yang opened his mouth but eventually closed it without speaking.
He knew that no matter what he said, he could never win against his three sisters-in-law alone.
