At the doorstep of their home, Xue Yuanxia refused to go inside. She plopped down on the ground, her voice sharp and loud.
"I raised Xiao Yang myself from the time he was in diapers! Now that he's successful and getting engaged, he isn't even inviting his only aunt? If this gets out, won't people curse them behind their backs?"
Yang Xiaozhi was drawn out by her voice. Seeing his mother at the entrance acting like a common shrew, he simply couldn't bear to look.
"Mom, please stop yelling. My uncle and his family can't hear you, but all the neighbors can. Do you really want to make a spectacle of yourself for them to laugh at?"
Xue Yuanxia paused for a moment, then went back to slapping her thighs and wailing, "Then what am I supposed to do? Should I really not go? How will that make me look to others?"
