Days kept passing by at a leisurely pace, Shen Yunfang busied herself every day with the future prospects of her family's livelihood, completely unaware that someone was plotting against her at the same time.
At Shen Erbo's house in Gaijiatun.
"Just tell me, does your niece have any conscience at all? Back in the day, she and her mother were always reaching out to us for help. After her mother passed away, she would come over to our house every few days to scrounge for a meal. I, playing the role of the generous second aunt, would always indulge her, providing her with the best I had to offer. I was good to her, wasn't I? But look at what's happening now. She's living a good life, and her household is raising all those chickens, yet she wouldn't even let people like us know, for fear I might eat into her share." The second aunt sat at the head of the traditional heated brick bed, starting to complain to her husband.
