"You're listening to his nonsense. When did I do that?" Xun Qiancheng heard this and hastily denied it, but he didn't manage to avoid it, and several bloody scratches were drawn across his face.
"Nonsense? Then where did the two silver pieces from last month go?" Mao Family didn't listen to any explanations, "So it went to that slut, that vixen. Xun Qiancheng, you worthless thing, I bore your children, and yet you dare to act so carelessly... Ah, life is unbearable..." She said, then sat down on the ground, slapped her thigh, and started to cry.
Yang Ruxin plugged her ears; the woman was young after all and her voice was even louder than Yang Anshi's, but she didn't have many curse words to use. She repeated the same few phrases over and over, not nearly as varied as Yang Anshi's insults.
"Enough." Xun Qiancheng was overwhelmed and involuntarily stepped forward to slap her, "Stop howling. If you keep it up, go back to your parents' house."
