Shen Yiguang had just stepped out when he saw Zhang Minghua scolding Yang Peiying furiously, "Are you stupid or what? Do you believe everything people say? Would you even believe them if they said she's your mother? Don't you have chores at home to do? And yet, you've gone to help others with their work?"
Yang Peiying simply bowed her head, not daring to retort.
Shen Yiguang hurried to mediate, "Mom, let's talk things over calmly. Yingzi is grown up now, and she has her own thoughts."
Finding someone to pour her grievances to, Zhang Minghua continued, "Ah Guang, you talk to her. That Miss Lin next door pretends to feel unwell and lured her over to watch the kids and work. Leaving a pile of things to do at home, she actually went to help others. Can you tell me how her brain works? Did she cook at home? Did she collect the clothes? Did she feed the chickens?"
