"Look at that attitude, Song Yongyu," the aunt said, releasing a pent-up breath, "From now on, no more crying, you hear? Ah Wan is in her postpartum care. She can't cry, can't get angry. A Yu, don't you go provoking your cousin anymore."
Her elder cousin, Song Yongyu, said with a wronged expression, "Mom, am I even your biological child? You hit me as soon as you come, you curse as soon as you speak, it hurts so much. Look at this treatment, I'm definitely not your own child."
Su Xiaowan laughed and said, "Cousin, it's because you're older than me. Heh heh, no, that's not right. It should be because I got married before you, had kids before you. Cousin, you'll just have to put up with some grievances for now. When your little nephews grow up, enslave them ruthlessly, and make them dote on you..."
