"Shut up, you know nothing. All you do is complain."
"Formula can't compare to the nutrients in breast milk. You're useless enough as it is, and now you're meddling in everything."
My mother harshly interrupted Paisley's words.
She lifted her shirt and started breastfeeding my nephew, who eagerly sucked away.
A maternal smile appeared on my mother's face. "Look at him, our little Gaven likes it."
My nephew, held in my mother's arms, really was gulping something down.
Paisley's gaze was complicated. She opened her mouth to say something more but was silenced by my mother's sharp glare.
"You fool. If you ruin my grandson's chance to become a prodigy, you'll be a disgrace to the Wiley family.
"I raised Hudson the same way when he was young. Otherwise, he wouldn't be as outstanding as he is now. I don't understand why you're so worried."
My elder brother Hudson Wiley was the first college graduate from our village, so he was well-known in our town. And since my mother liked to brag, she had exaggerated his achievements. Though Hudson worked as a salesman for a small company, she had inflated his position to that of a government worker with an official post.