The Yang family is good in every way, except for their sharp tongues. What can Hua Xiangyun do? She can only roll up her sleeves and become a shrew.

I must say, it felt really good to personally confront someone. The old woman in front of me was speechless, pointing at them, unable to utter a word.

"...You...you people are just being materialistic and snobbish..."

Hua Xiangyun: "You can't describe it like that. You should say that you're targeting our family for targeted poverty alleviation."

But your poverty has reached the very core of your being.

All this scheming and maneuvering was just to get my aunt's family to help your useless son support his parents and children.

“You’re talking nonsense. My son has already bought a house…” Lin’s mother thought about how she had just settled on a house and felt confident. “Why would we want such a shabby little courtyard like yours? We’re going to live in an apartment building in the future.”

The neighbors next door looked at him with a strange expression. The burden was a bit heavy, but being able to buy an apartment showed that he was quite capable.

Hua Xiangyun wouldn't let this loophole go. "Your son is quite capable, managing to buy an apartment. But do you dare to say what kind of apartment it is? How big is it?"

He bought a single room. What will happen to his two children and parents in the future?

The neighbors downstairs were all stunned. How could such a shameless thing be resolved like that?

People have come down to perform, so I'm just watching them with a bit of malice. It seems like I'm really appreciating what they've put in.

Yang Lan, "..."

Your old woman knows your family is poor, but that family is really despicable. If they had known, they would have agreed long ago. Your son has missed out on so many good marriages..."

At this moment, you finally realize that you're not here to make a fool of yourself.

"Don't worry, the school can afford to supply all the snacks."

Let's not even talk about the house you're living in now; as far as I know, it's rented, right?

Neighbors, don't slow down, let's see how long that old lady can hold on, and remember to give her a little something.

"Wait, wait, what was the previous step? If the performance goes wrong, you'll give him some food later. Otherwise, he'll have made a fool of himself."

Seeing that she had a way to control public opinion, Yang Lan stopped using the usual village tactic of sitting and rolling on the ground and instead lay down outside the yard, rolling around nonstop, saying, "It's alive...it's alive...that's bullying people to death."

In the past, if we had encountered someone like that causing trouble at our door, we probably would have rushed down and started a fight with me. That niece-in-law of the Yang family is really something else. And thinking about it, she really is something else.

All those troubles were brought on by you outside the family. If it weren't for your sister-in-law being there, your parents would have had to endure another humiliation.

Seeing that there was no such bad thing as snacks in the quiet, the family was even happier.

Yang Lan sat on the ground, seeing that no one offered her a helping hand or offered her any support. Overwhelmed with sorrow, she sat on the ground, patting her calves, and cried out, "This is simply outrageous!"

"His expression just now was like he was finally home. He only circled around a few times, while others would be disheveled, snotty-nosed, and in tears," a neighbor commented. "When you go to the countryside and see people crying, making a scene, or even threatening suicide, it'll be much more mundane than that."

Lin's mother, who was casually leaning against the door, saw that scene and, suppressing her laughter, went back inside. As she laughed, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Jiang Yin raised her head, trying her best to laugh out loud. She really knew that her niece-in-law wasn't so playful. She usually seemed like a very calm person, but she didn't have many tricks up her sleeve when dealing with people.

Because Hua Xiangyun's approach was novel and brought us joy, we all nodded in agreement, indicating that we would definitely go and see it.

Hua Xiangyun cracked melon seeds and laughed, “It’s said that marriage is a matter of personal choice. Even if you’re dating, you haven’t had any disagreements and broken up. So why do they set the rules for you when you’re not in their situation?”

If no one dared to cause trouble at my house before, I would deal with them using the same tactics. It's true that saving face is something I can't hide in my heart.

The neighbors were just watching the show, but none of them had any idea what was going on. It turned out that this was another person who was eager to come and take advantage of someone who had no family to live on.

Every family needs to have some resources to support a son-in-law, right? At least they need a wedding house. Where does that house come from? Even a small family can guess.

Pan Jian read the same few sentences over and over again, and Hua Xiangyun was getting impatient with it. So she said, "Tell me something new. If you want to talk about his life story from childhood, why did they only send him here? Is it just because he's a troublemaker?"

Seeing that the man was still using such despicable methods, Hua Xiangyun couldn't help but chuckle mischievously. "Aunt, Uncle, let's go get some stools. No one's coming down to perform their cursing skills for us today, so we'll have to watch them mischievously."

“It’s winter, and it’s quite hot standing there. If he doesn’t have any new lyrics, you should go back and make a pot of hot water and watch him outside for a little while longer.”

Yang Lan almost blurted out, "Those people... they've missed the point?"

The atmosphere in the small house was more relaxed, with people watching with expressions of anticipation for a bad show.

You're accusing Pan Jian of being treacherous and a scoundrel, so why are those people laughing at themselves instead?

It's just moving from one small room to another, what's there to brag about?

The people sitting on the sidelines, cracking sunflower seeds, shouted, "Why is the performance continuing?"

You're just trying to achieve your goal, even if you're lying around in the shadows. You'll stand up, dust yourself off, and say, "This is too much! I'll go outside the factory and demand an explanation."

Yang Lan, "..."

"So you haven't quite mastered it yet; you need to go back and practice more."

At this moment, we no longer think that we came to see the silence of the Yang family, but to watch a farce, and the protagonist of the play is now lying on the ground, whether down or up.

So what if Pan Jian is divorced? So what if he has children? He doesn't have a big house, he doesn't have parents to help him, and his circumstances are much better than some other families...

Jiang Yin went along with it, taking out some melon seeds and peanuts that she had prepared for entertaining guests during the New Year and giving a handful to each of the neighbors watching the play.

The people around them chimed in, "Yeah, tell us something new, otherwise it's a waste of time."

Seeing that his niece-in-law had intimidated the crowd, Yang Guoqing actually turned around and moved a few stools. Besides his own family members sitting down, he also put a few more by the door.

You wasted so much of your son's time. It turns out he was just playing with me. He actually had designs on marrying your son. He's no ordinary man.

Everyone watched with great interest, and felt that they had learned a trick.

"Alright, he hasn't shown any tricks yet. Hurry up and use them; everyone's waiting to see."

Hua Xiangyun was also afraid of you, and instead, she smiled and invited the neighbors, "Neighbors, if there are no bad shows tomorrow, let's go listen together again."

They knew why the two had broken up, but it was clearly because the woman's behavior was too unseemly, which aroused the Yang family's suspicion.