"What about you? Why are you out here, too? That precious gem of the Zhou Family isn't going to be like those young people, is she?" The middle-aged woman scrutinized Aunt Chen's face.
Aunt Chen suppressed her displeasure, "I was just inside with nothing to do, so I wanted to take a walk and see if there was anything I could bring back. What precious gem, Jiao Jiao is not a pampered princess; as soon as she gets off work, she's busy non-stop, almost to the point of washing my clothes. You tell me, how can we as aunts feel comfortable?"
The other woman switched the basket to the other hand, linked arms with Aunt Chen and laughed, "Well, it's no wonder people say you're the lucky one among us old sisters. From what I can see, she's not like that. When I see her, she always greets me with a smile and isn't arrogant at all."
