The next morning, Yan Zhiyuan woke up with a bit of a headache.
"Did I say something I shouldn't have said yesterday?"
Mrs. Sun glanced at him: "Remembering now, are you? You put on quite the display yesterday, slamming the table in front of mother, elder brother, and sister-in-law. That would have been enough, but you also loudly called Daohua an ill-mannered wild girl."
"Just think about it, those words of yours, weren't they criticizing mother, elder brother, and sister-in-law all together?"
Yan Yile, who was sitting nearby waiting for breakfast, joined in: "Mother, I think father was right. Eldest sister was yelling at father; that is a lack of manners."
"Shut your mouth. When adults are speaking, children should not chime in." Mrs. Sun glared at her younger daughter. Yesterday, elder brother and sister-in-law were indeed quite upset.
