Mother Song was so angry that her head felt dizzy. She covered her chest and said, "Did I hear you correctly? Can you say it again?"
I rarely get so angry.
Since she was little, what Song's mother heard most was people praising her beauty.
This was the first time someone had called her a vixen to her face and gone back to her parents' home to move things.
Father Song helped Mother Song sit down.
Without waiting for Zhang Xian to scold her, Song Wanyue stood up and slapped Yang Yan, saying sternly, "Just because I call you my cousin's wife, you think you are a big shot. My mom is your elder, how can you call her that?"
"What's wrong with grandma's family giving us things? We have all found ways to return them. But you are not like me. You gave good things to your own family and now you want to bring your two brothers' sons from the countryside to the city. You are really showing off."
"Cousin, what do you think? Are you going to let your wife say this about us?"
The last time she came to her grandmother's house, Yang Yan gave her a cold look.
That time she had a good temper and didn't do anything.
After being stunned and coming to her senses, Yang Yan cursed, "You little vixen, am I wrong? If you are not a vixen, then what else can you be if you are so pretty? During festivals, there are fewer good things in the house. I can't stand it, what's wrong with that?"
"I just don't understand. Why should a married woman care about her natal family's affairs? I, Yang Yan, will take care of your uncle in his old age. They should be polite to us. Otherwise, I'll starve them to death."
In the village, it is very troublesome to deal with the issue of supporting the elderly.
The same is true in the city. If you give birth to too many sons, there will be many unfilial children and grandchildren when the elderly get older.
She is from the eldest wife's family, so she has no problem taking care of the elderly.
But she couldn't stand the fact that a married girl was taking up the Lan family's resources.
In fact, some of the Lan family’s assets have not been made public, and Lan Xiaochuan has given a lot of considerations.
With so many children in the family, once you feel that you are partial to one another, you may want to monopolize resources. He thought that he would share the resources among the children when the time was right.
Lan Wenyan, the eldest of the Lan family, said proudly, "Song Wanyue, your cousin's wife is right. You are outsiders. This is our Lan family's business and you have no right to interfere. I am the eldest, and it is my duty to provide for my parents in their old age. You'd better not interfere."
Listening to her son's words, it was impossible for Zhang Xian not to be sad. She was furious, "Lan Wenyan, you and your wife are on the same page now, right? Yang Yan, not only do you want to take your brother's son to the Lan family to raise him, you also want me to spend money to find a job for your brother. Bah, you're just dreaming."
"Brother Chuan and I have no shortage of sons and daughters. If you don't want to live here, just get out. Don't we like your Daliushan Village? Go, Lan Wenyan, and be a live-in son-in-law for your mother-in-law."
Zhang Xian had spoken, and Lan Xiaochuan knew he was hurt, so he said unhappily, "You are right, you are too self-righteous, let's split up the family, I want to separate you. The Lan family will always welcome my sister and her family, and if you younger generations don't like it, I can't do anything about it."
"I think that as a parent, I have not treated you unfairly. I have never asked you to pay for household expenses. But now that you have grown strong, you want to go against me."
Yang Yan was jealous of Song Wanyue and glared at her, "Dad, Mom, grandpa and grandma don't care about it anymore. Are you two confused? What's so good about Song Wanyue? What's so good about this aunt? Over the years, she has eaten and drunk so many good things from our Lan family. Tell me what's wrong?"
"Song Wanyue, it's all your fault. Why did you come to the Lan family? Did you complain that I called you a vixen?"
"What's wrong with me yelling?"
Song Wanyue stepped forward and slapped him, this time with a little more force.
"Not really, I just saw that you were talking too much, so I tried to wake you up."
Song's mother angrily scolded, "What's wrong with what I said? I happened to meet Chuanzi buying salt at the supply and marketing cooperative. I told him what happened. You are an adult. Don't you know what's going on? You keep calling me a vixen. Why don't we go to the Revolutionary Committee and talk to him?"
Yang Yan was slapped, this time even harder than before.
She was so angry that she threw the cup in her hand and moved closer to Song Wanyue.
"Ahhh, you dare to hit me, I'm tired of living."
Before Yang Yan could get close, she was pulled back by Lan Wenyan.
"That's enough, Yang Yan. Who told you to speak so harshly? How can you call someone a vixen? Are all of us in the Lan family vixens? We just look prettier."
Yang Yan became even angrier and cursed, "Okay, I knew it, you like Song Wanyue, right? You're still feeling sorry for her, cousins are like family, and you like everyone but they think you're ugly."
To be honest, although Lan Wenyan is not handsome, he is not ugly either.
Being told what was on his mind, Lan Wenyan became angry and said, "Okay, everyone in the family is here, why are you talking nonsense?"
Yang Yan had known for a long time that Lan Wenyan had liked Song Wanyue, but she just couldn't swallow this.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Who was the one who got drunk and called someone's name? Oh, Wanyue, Wanyue, damn it, Lan Wenyan, I'm telling you, this is a new country. Cousins are not allowed to get married. That's incest, and the children born will not be healthy."
Although she is not well educated, this little knowledge has entered her brain.
Lan Wenyan said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, that's a thing of the past. What we want to talk about now is that the Song family took things from the house, and your brother's matter."
After much talk, the topic returned to the right track.
Song Wanyue was shocked by what happened for a few seconds, then she came to her senses.
In ancient times, cousins did marry each other, but this is no longer allowed now.
Lan Wenyan's eyes fell on Song's mother: "Aunt, I am the eldest wife. If I am not responsible for my parents' retirement, who will? I work at a scrap collection station, and I only make 36 yuan a month. I am different. My salary is 48 yuan. I have a high salary, so shouldn't I have the final say in the family?"
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