Last night, after arranging a play, Xia Dabao slept soundly due to exhaustion, completely unaware that Aunt Zhao had been cursing by the fishpond all night long.
Aunt Zhao, of course, could not contain her fury. If not for the two fishponds between them, she would have charged over and attacked. Crossing those ponds without proper skill was impossible, especially for a middle-aged woman who had put on weight like Aunt Zhao.
Unable to cross, she had no choice but to keep hurling insults from the other side, and those words were as nasty as nasty could be.
Because of her loud voice, the entire Zhao Family heard everything very clearly.
Uncle Zhao and his wife, who always avoided conflicts, knew the play wasn't targeting them but was solely directed at Xia Dabao, so they turned off the lights early and pretended to sleep, secretly laughing under the quilt. It was unthinkable: the sister-in-law finally met her match in a young girl.
