I gave her a disdainful look.
"Don't you recognize things? Can't you see the words? Don't you recognize such a big word 'dog'?"
Mike was hiding in her mother's arms, humming and still wanting to eat the bag of biscuits.
"What are you eating? You love to eat shit, do you? Your aunt even buys food for the dog and doesn't buy it for you. Remember not to be filial to her in the future. Even if she calls you when she is sick or dying, don't go!"
I sneered.
"I will be sick and die? I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to answer the phone. He doesn't even recognize the word 'dog'. I'm afraid I'd rather rely on my dog than rely on him!"
When my sister-in-law heard this, she threw the dog biscuits and dog bones.
She stood up and cried with her belly held high.
"How dare you despise your nephew? He is the eldest son and grandson of your family. Your mom has already said that Mike will go to school in the city. Whether you agree or not, you have to agree!"
The triumphant look in her eyes became even more unscrupulous.
She touched her belly and sneered.