The men at the table ran out of liquor, Uncle Jiang called Aunt Jiang to fetch some, and she got up to go indoors.
Third Aunt quickly followed after her: "I'll go take a look too, can't let them drink too much."
Once inside, Third Aunt tugged at Aunt Jiang: "Elder Sister-in-Law, do you believe those things Pingping said?"
Aunt Jiang chuckled: "She's just bragging. Would a truly wealthy family want someone with Ningning's looks? What mother-in-law likes a daughter-in-law who looks like a demon? The daughters-in-law that wealthy families take must have respectable appearances, looking stable and reliable. Even in ancient times during the selection of imperial consorts, they would choose the kind and virtuous types."
Third Aunt nodded vehemently: "Anning doesn't even look like a decent woman, anyway, our family definitely won't choose someone like her as a daughter-in-law."
