Yang Dachuan has been taking it easy for the past ten years, spending his days either chatting with the folks at the village entrance or walking around the fields. Recently, he's even picked up the game of chess. Whenever he finds himself free, especially with Ye Zi'an around, he wants to play a few rounds.
Yang Chuxia watched for a while from behind, then went to find Ms.Wang, "Mom, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
"It's all because of those two girls from your fourth uncle's house. They're driving me mad." Ms.Wang grabbed Yang Chuxia and said, "Next time they come looking for me, I won't go. Let them make a fuss."
"What did they say to make you so angry?"
Yang Chuxia found it strange. How could two girls arguing make her mother's face so grim?
"What did they say? They said I was biased and looked down on them."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Ms.Wang scoffed, "I was just saying, it's just a hairpin, is it really worth fighting over? Can you guess what Zhaodi said?"
