"Grandfather, have you forgotten? My mother was still hovering at the Ghost Gate yesterday," Yang Ruxin scoffed coldly, viewing the entire family as though they considered the orphan and widow of the main house as rightful slaves, "She'll need to change her dressing later today, so she can't work the land..."
Yang Peili frowned slightly; the eldest son's wife was efficient at work, even men might not be able to match her.
"Grandfather, aren't my second uncle and fourth uncle here today?" Yang Ruxin smiled, "Working the land is originally a man's job, isn't it? Over the past years, my mother has been treated as a man, it's time for her to rest."
"Does your main house not eat or drink?" Yang Anshi wasn't pleased. She had been holding back all morning. Now, hearing Yang Ruxin's words, she burst out from the main room, "Grew up on northwest winds? If you don't work the land today, don't even think about getting a single grain of food from this family ever again..."
