The next day, Lin Jin was woken up by the sound of arguing next door. She pricked up her ears to listen to the noise.

“Yang Sancheng, let me tell you, you want to help your brother get money for his wedding? No way! If you dare to give them any money, I'll divorce you, you can go live on your own, and I'll raise the kids. Anyway, the three of us have never been able to count on you.”

"Honey, isn't it because my fourth brother is going through a tough time? How can I just watch him stay a bachelor?"

"He only comes to you when he's in trouble. When you kicked us out, didn't you ever think about how we were supposed to survive?" "He was just a child then, how can you blame him!"

"He's young? Humph, don't think I don't know what's going on here! Your old mother kicked our whole family out of the house because of that little brat's dirty tricks! He even falsely accused our Daxu of eating too much and stealing her food. My God, Daxu is just a child! How much can he eat? Besides, we work ourselves to the bone every day, don't we even have the right to our own son have a full meal? And children naturally crave delicious food, wanting to try it, and what happened? He beat his bones to a pulp! Your mother was right there, watching her grandson suffer such a terrible fate, and she only cried a few times, while you, his father, didn't dare utter a single word! Tell me, what kind of behavior is this! Why did we separate the family in the first place? Have you already forgotten all about it so quickly?"

Lin Jin stood by his own wall, quietly listening to the arguing and crying coming from next door, which had been going on for quite some time. He always saw Aunt Wang as a smiling, kind person; he never imagined she could be so miserable and aggrieved. It seems the saying "you can't judge a book by its cover" is absolutely true!

Lin Jin couldn't help but sigh, "It really is true that the poorer and more backward a place is, the more strange and unbelievable things there are!"

Lin Jin had just finished breakfast when the commotion next door started. Lin Jin wasn't usually one for watching a spectacle, but there were too many people at the door, so she had no choice but to open the door and go out.

There sat a woman in her sixties, with gray hair and a hunched back, trembling as she sat at the slightly dilapidated doorway of Aunt Wang's house. She wiped away tears with her hands, which were as rough as old tree bark, and sobbed uncontrollably, muttering about the hardships and difficulties she had endured over the years.

"My life is so hard! I raised several children with great difficulty, but in the end, not one of them is easy to deal with!" the old woman said between sobs, her voice hoarse and sorrowful. "That Yang Sancheng and his wife are complete ingrates, they don't know how to be filial to us old people at all. Not only do they ignore me, but even when their own brothers are in trouble and need help, they are heartless and won't give a single penny!"

By this time, a crowd of neighbors had gathered to watch the commotion, but everyone stood silently to the side, no one daring to speak. After all, it was really inappropriate for outsiders to interfere in such a family matter. However, Aunt Wang was furious, her face flushed red, her eyes wide as if they could breathe fire. But even though she was furious, she could only suppress her anger, afraid that things would escalate and become uncontrollable.

Just then, a kind-hearted woman in the crowd finally couldn't bear to watch any longer and stepped forward to comfort her, saying, "Grandma, you should go back first. This crying and making a scene is really inappropriate. Besides, didn't you all separate your households a long time ago and live your own lives? Yang Sancheng's family really has no obligation to help his brother! Please take it easy and don't ruin your health!"

Hearing this, the old lady became even more furious. So what if the family is divided? Yang Sancheng is still my son. If I say I want him to pay money, he has to pay money. Consider it as giving me my retirement money for the next 20 years in advance.

The onlookers gasped, and everyone started discussing, "How much money will that be in the next 20 years! If she gives 20 yuan a year, that's 400 yuan! Who can afford that? Yes, yes! This old lady really dares to ask for money."

Seeing that no one was on her side, she angrily said, "What does my family's business have to do with you! What's wrong with me asking my son for his retirement money!" At this point, Aunt Wang finally couldn't hold back and said, "You said yourself when you divided the family property that you didn't want us to take care of you in the future, and that you didn't want us to pay for your death. What, you've forgotten after only a few years? What does your son's wedding have to do with me? Why should we pay for it? You still have several sons. Why are you coming to us, the family property division committee, asking for money?"