Meng Yunhan knew that the villagers were waiting to mock her and her daughter. If Han Ziyan went to the shore, then there is a good chance that her daughter would be mocked by the people of the village. It was better for her to stay at home than go there. Why was she going there to join in the fun? What if she were mocked to death by others?
"Mom, someone has to go there. This is not a small thing." Han Ziyan rolled her eyes and made a random excuse at once. She then said to her mother, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to go there, but my sister has bought a motorboat, and she has become the pride of the village. If no one from our home goes there, then the villagers will say that we, as her own relatives, are jealous of her. We cannot do that; one of us needs to go there even if we don't want to, but you cannot go because the matter from a few days ago is still fresh in the minds of the villagers. So I will go; I am used to listening to their scathing remarks."
