Upon hearing that no one had gone there for over ten years, Yang Chuxia felt relieved, thinking that it would be disgusting to eat the fish from the pond if someone had died there recently. After all, it happened more than a decade ago, so it didn't matter anymore.
Ms.Wang had already finished cooking the braised pork with potatoes as Yang Chuxia finished cleaning the fish. Now Ms.Wang was cooking ribs in a pot, and in another new stove, she was preparing the chicken.
The aroma of meat and chicken filled the entire Yang Family's house. Comparing this to Ms.Luo, who was cooking corn porridge and frying cucumbers in their kitchen, she felt quite upset. She wondered why the third branch of the family had been eating meat and fish every day since they separated, living such a good life.
Old Lady Hua and Ms.Hua Junior were also gossiping about this in the house.
