Muniang had just come out from the inner room when she caught sight of Mrs. Liang; she was immediately annoyed, "Sister-in-law, are you not too idle, running over from half the village to our poor place every day to visit? It's not even the slack season for farming, aren't you a bit too free?"
Mrs. Liang, however, seemed oblivious to Muniang's sarcasm and continued to cozy up, "What are you talking about? We're all village folks here, I'm just stopping by."
Heh, stopping by? When our family was so poor we couldn't jingle a coin, why didn't I see you 'stopping by' then?
Muniang couldn't be bothered to say more; talking to these shameless people was nothing but lowering one's standards.
"Husband, after we eat, we'll go out. You should wear the new spring shirt I just made for you," Muniang said softly as she wiped the sweat off Er Liang with a handkerchief.
"Mmm, okay!"
