Mrs. Liang sneered and went home.
Only then did Tian Cuihua turn her gaze to Mrs. Zheng and the other two gossiping old ladies, her voice laced with annoyance, "Do you think going to school is like going to the marketplace, and anyone can just walk in? Among all the girls in our village, the daughter of the Zhao Family is exceptionally smart and quick-witted. Scholar Meng had to personally give his approval before they enrolled her in school.
"If you don't understand, don't chatter about it on the street, embarrassing yourselves. Besides, when the two brothers were without caregivers, I didn't see any of you, who claim to be relatives, stepping in to help. What's the point of bringing this up now?"
At this point, other women who were on good terms with Zhao Dong's family began to criticize those old gossips.
