The only thing that felt gratifying was Pei Qian's marriage affairs. Her eldest son's letter stated dramatically that Young Master Yang already had a wife, who was a daughter of a respectable family. How could he fancy such a shrewish, venomous bastard of a wench!
After returning home with her daughter, Lady Kong saw the look on her face and the way her eyes glanced at her. She knew her daughter was filled with hate and anger again, and that included resentment toward herself. Lady Kong pursed her lips and tried to divert her daughter's attention by changing the subject, "Pei Qian's breeding farm near the front of Taiping Mountain is almost ready. With such a big breeding farm, the villagers will probably flock there again."
Lady Chen snorted with spiteful anger, "She dares to set up a breeding farm right under our noses, let's see how capable she is of making it successful!"
