"Would my cousins be willing?" Fang Yanming asked.
His aunt has four children, two sons and two daughters, none of whom are kind. His uncle would never allow his four children to do something so shameful.
"Of course she didn't want to. They were fighting every day. But that old bastard was determined to marry her. And that woman was shameless. She was an old widow from the same village. Her face was so wrinkled you could trap flies. She was a few years older than your aunt. She was a notorious old vixen in the village. I heard she and that old bastard had been having an affair for a long time. Now that your aunt is dead, they can't wait any longer."
My niece was cursing and swearing. The village where Aunt Fang married was not far from her family home. The scandals of Uncle Fang's husband had long been spread. My niece heard it from her family members, and they all cursed Uncle Fang's husband as a scoundrel.
"Your cousins and the others are just like that old codger. They've gone so far as to have no shame and are even planning to hold their wedding banquet next month."
"Where will we live in the new house?" Fang Yanming asked.
Before his aunt died, she built a new house and lived with her two sons.
"Of course we live together. Where else can we live? That old hag's house is dilapidated and even dogs wouldn't want it. She's with your uncle because she wants that big brick house."
The old widow's intentions were as clear as day; everyone knew what she was thinking. She had a son who was over thirty and still unmarried. The family was too poor; they had nothing, not even a decent house. Any woman who married into the family would surely suffer a miserable life.
"Could it be that the woman's son is going to move in too?" Fang Yanming thought it was unlikely.
A grown man in his thirties still living with his mother in his stepfather's house—what kind of behavior is that? It's utterly disgraceful.
My niece snorted and said disdainfully, "They've already moved in before the wedding banquet even started, and they act more like the masters than Xu Tianlai and the others. They sleep until noon in the morning and sneak out at night to steal chickens and dogs. That old bastard treats this good-for-nothing better than his own son."
Both mother and daughter were sweet-talking, and they had Fang's uncle completely infatuated with them. He only had eyes for the mother and son, and would do whatever they asked, obeying their every word.
Fang Yanming's worldview was truly refreshed. He used to think his uncle was shameless, but now it seems that his uncle was just a child's play. That old widow was the real expert, who had his uncle completely under her thumb.
He wasn't going to get involved in this mess. His aunt was already gone, and the two families' relationship was over. His uncle could marry whomever he wanted; it had nothing to do with his family. Xu Tianlai and his three siblings were just getting their just desserts. His aunt hadn't been filial while she was alive, so now he was sending an even more ruthless old widow to deal with them.
After some small talk, my niece finally got down to business and asked about Shi Junjie's personal life. She mentioned that she had introduced him to several girls recently, but Shi Junjie hadn't even looked at their photos and had rejected them outright, saying he was away on business and didn't have time to think about his personal life.
"He's still angry with me. I'm only doing this for his own good. The old saying is always true. If we let him marry that girl surnamed Gao, it will be too late to regret it if something goes wrong."
My niece was both angry and heartbroken. Her once considerate and sensible eldest son had now fallen out with her over a woman from another family. It had been more than half a year, and he spoke to her coldly and businesslike, unlike before when he would talk to her about everything and care about the family. Now he doesn't ask about anything anymore and rarely calls home.
"Jun Jie is indeed away on a business trip. He's still young, so it's fine for him to date in a few more years. There's no rush!" Fang Yanming laughed it off.
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