"You said you sold me to the Wang family, that in life I'm one of the Wang family, in death I'm the Wang family's ghost, told me not to go back to my mother's house. You said a married daughter is like water splashed out, that the food at my mother's house has nothing to do with me."
"You even said, if I ever have to beg for food, I shouldn't come back to my mother's house to beg, so you wouldn't lose face."
With every sentence Yuan Chun said, Yan Guochun's face darkened a notch. "That was all in the past, why are you still hung up on it? Wasn't it just because we were poor? Too many mouths to feed, not enough land, barely enough grain. You were working over at the Wang family's place, yet you ran back to your mother's home to eat. So what if I said a few words to you?"
