Juhua looked at Aunt Lin Family, feeling quite speechless. Why did everyone else think Guiye was great, yet she alone thought otherwise? She truly had a different way of thinking. In her mind, even if Laicai made disparaging remarks about Guiye, Guiye should have meekly endured them—that was what it meant to be virtuous.
Yang Dezhi said in displeasure to Lin Family, "Didn't I tell you not to interrupt this matter? Mother is at such an advanced age; wouldn't she be a better judge of character than you? Even Laicai felt that the girl only showed some character after speaking her mind. If she really hadn't said a word, wouldn't she be exactly as Laicai described—just like a wooden block?"
Seeing that Yang Dezhi was also scolding her, Lin Family mumbled a bit but didn't dare make a sound. Yang Dezhi didn't pamper her as much as he used to; he had been keeping her on a tight leash for the past two years.
