"I heard that picking up scrap can be quite profitable, Second Cui. Just look at you, why can't you bring yourself to eat something decent? Just a bowl of porridge and a mantou, not even a single dish, what's the point of saving all that money? I hear your three children are all trouble, only know how to eat, drink, play, and have fun, don't work, and don't make any money. You're the only one picking up scrap to support them, and still, they are ungrateful. You've worked so hard to support them, yet they can't even say a good word about you. When you get old, they won't look after you."
"Ah, lucky for me, I didn't end up becoming family with you. Otherwise, with a few stepchildren that only know how to indulge and bully, who knows how many grievances I would have had to suffer? Maybe I'd age even faster than you, so glad, just so glad."
