Su Changshun didn't wait for her to speak at all. His voice suddenly rose, carrying a thick layer of mockery and merciless exposure: "Just how long do you plan to keep running this scam of adopting grandsons?"
He pointed a finger straight at Shazhu: "What's the meaning of this? Seeing that Zhuzi is going on a matchmaking date, you just couldn't wait to come claim him as your own flesh and blood? So that Zhuzi's future wife will have to recognize you as her dear grandmother too? And then what? Will you then act completely entitled, expecting Zhuzi and his wife to support you for the rest of your life and bury you when you die? Eating the fine grain Zhuzi buys to honor you, and wearing the new cotton-padded jacket bought with Zhuzi's wages?"
"We've lived in this courtyard for so many years. Who doesn't know you have neither children nor relatives? Zhuzi's mother died when he was still wearing split-crotch pants, and the girl Yushui never laid eyes on her mother from the day she was born. Your family and hers are a million miles apart."
Chapter 52