"I'm telling you, Dayong's sister-in-law has a loose tongue. When she passed by my door, she muttered a few words that I happened to hear. She said something like, 'So what if we don't become relatives? It's not a big deal,' and my aunt-in-law's face didn't look too good at that moment."
Yang Chuxia had nothing much to say. It was only important that the talk did not spread from her own family.
So she instructed Ms. Luo, "Auntie, you really mustn't talk about this. If it gets out, and she uses the loss of reputation as an excuse to impose on the Yang Family, that would be terrible."
Upon hearing this, Ms. Luo's expression became more serious, and she patted her chest in assurance, "Don't worry, I promise not to mention it. As for who wants to become relatives with your family, besides the two little nursing children, who could it be? We can't just casually decide that for kids like Lele and Yangyang."
