She hated that she couldn't fight back, but she didn't want outsiders to hear the noise and gather at her gate to watch the commotion, so she had to forcefully suppress her anger.
"Arguing, arguing, arguing, what the hell are you arguing for? Every day, filling your belly, not knowing how to do more chores around the house, to earn more work points, just being arrogant at home. What bad karma have I suffered to have given birth to a few money-losers like you who torment me, not letting me have a single peaceful day," she exclaimed.
Mrs. Xu's loud voice came from the main room, followed by Wang Xinger's malicious words: "Chunxia is not getting any younger. In my opinion, we should hurry and find a husband for her, lest she gets older and becomes an old maid.
Right, didn't my aunt come over to our place yesterday and mention that her brother-in-law's unit leader is looking for a bride for his son? They plan to offer five hundred yuan as a dowry,"
