"Heh... The Wang Family has really gone too far. They don't even treat my daughter like a human being," Zuo Daya sneered. "What happened to all the grain your mother brought back from my place a few months ago?" Although she was sure her daughter hadn't eaten any of it, she still wanted to get a clear answer.
"As soon as Mom brought it back, Grandma took it away. I secretly saw Grandma making flatbreads for my older brother and Second Uncle's kids to eat," Wang Ya said, looking down.
"Damn it! They've really gone too far." Zuo Daya wanted nothing more than to storm back to the Wang residence and beat every single person there to death. 'Not one of them is any good.'
"Your mother is this sick, yet you can still stand to be at home washing clothes? If we hadn't come, was she just supposed to lie in bed and wait to die?" Yuan Si looked at her niece, who always seemed to hold things back when she spoke, and found it hard to like her.
