"You..." Mrs. Mi saw that Old Mi seemed to enjoy her expression and couldn't help but reminisce about the old days, stopped what she was doing, her old face reddened. She is too old for this, really never grows old, never acts properly.
She started to become indignant again, "Tell me, when have I ever despised you?"
"Every time you run back to your mother's house, the things you say to her—I've heard it all from beneath the windows. Is it just because I don't look as handsome as that guy? Even your mother looks down on me? No matter how good-looking he is, weren't you the one who ended up becoming my wife?"
Old Mi still felt indignant when he thought about it. Once, when his wife was visiting her parents', he accidentally overheard his mother-in-law saying to his wife, "...if it doesn't work out, Xu-somebody's wife didn't have her child, that's perfect, you used to think he was handsome..."
