The Yang Family across from the Pei Family's gate had their main door pushed open just a crack; a head poked out, carefully took a look, then listened closely for any movement from the Pei Family's side.
After a while, the door closed again, and the Yangs' eldest daughter‑in‑law, Fan Zhili, jogged into the house.
As soon as she went in, she started whispering with her mother‑in‑law, Sun Jinhua, who was sitting cross‑legged on the bed.
"Ma, the Pei Family across the way is fighting again."
"What now?"
Sun Jinhua had been cracking melon seeds; the moment she heard Fan Zhili was about to gossip about the Pei Family, she hurriedly pushed the plate of seeds toward Fan Zhili. "Who's fighting with who this time?"
