Until Fifth Uncle hitched the cart and called Aunt Chen and her daughters-in-law home, her yelling didn't stop.
The customers who spent money and got upset were cursed away by her, so Aunt Chen targeted all her anger at Lin Xiang.
"Didn't you say going to the market would earn some money? Why did I only sell a few pancakes today? Niuzi, haven't I treated you well usually? Why do you treat people like this?"
Mrs. Lin couldn't stand anyone scolding Lin Xiang, and before Lin Xiang could speak, she rushed out, pointing at Aunt Chen's nose and cursing vehemently.
"Where do you get the nerve to blame my Niuzi? Yesterday afternoon, when you brought vegetable sandwiches to my house, didn't Niuzi tell you to use more oil when cooking so the taste would be better? You were stingy with the oil, fine, but you also insisted on selling them for ten cents each, who do you blame for bad business? It's entirely your own doing!"
