Like a chick pecking at grains of rice, Dong Xinyuan immediately cradled the large basin filled with boiled pork. She smiled goofily, her mouth agape and drool nearly dripping into the basin. The Liang family usually ate inside the house, but this time, Big Brother Liang Zhichen brought out a few stools, and Fourth Brother Liang Haoming carried a table to the center of the courtyard. Dong Xinyuan placed the basin of meat on the table and then couldn’t move from there; she sat properly on the stool, just waiting for her big sister to call them to eat so she could dig in. After cooking, Dong Huiying washed her greasy hands when she had a moment, and coming out of the kitchen, she saw everyone waiting for her, even Second Brother Liang Shuyu, all staring intently at the food on the table without touching a chopstick. At some point, Dong Huiying had her own fixed seat. Her seat was between Big Brother Liang Zhichen and Second Brother Liang Shuyu, with an empty spot next to Liang Zhichen followed by the Fifth Brother Yue Ning; below Liang Shuyu were Fourth Brother Liang Haoming and Sixth Brother Liang Yixuan in order. In total, to her right were the odd numbers, and to her left, the even numbers. And Dong Xinyuan, her sister from her mother’s family, was squeezed between Yue Ning and Yixuan, directly across from her. After Dong Huiying sat down, she first picked up an empty bowl, took some rice and meat, and then placed it in front of the empty seat on Liang Zhichen’s right side. Seeing this, Dong Xinyuan blinked. Her big sister had six husbands, but... one two three four five? She glanced at the empty seat. Reportedly, the third brother-in-law was an actor in the town. In those days, few married men were willing to perform and make a public display of themselves, even as a refined actor; partly because it involved their personal dignity and respect, and also because their wives certainly wouldn’t be pleased. But the third brother-in-law... "The third brother-in-law isn’t back from the town?" Dong Huiying paused, and for a moment, the atmosphere turned very somber. Dong Xinyuan felt anxious, wondering if she had misspoken. Dong Huiying picked up the chopsticks, and with a faint smile, she lowered her head and said, "Let’s eat, the dishes will get cold if we wait any longer." "Oh..." Dong Xinyuan, lost in thought, picked up her chopsticks, but she remembered her own mother. Half a year ago, her mother had run back home, half-dead. Her mother mentioned that she had encountered the third brother-in-law on the mountain, and he was in poor condition. She had carried him back to the Liang family. Her mother then intended to hunt a wild boar to bring to the Liang family but met with danger on the mountain, and the matter of the wild boar naturally came to nothing, leaving her unwell even now. Dong Xinyuan mulled this over for a long while but couldn’t quite understand; still, she realized that the third brother-in-law seemed to be a taboo topic. Had she really misspoken earlier? However, her concerns were quickly pushed aside as the delicious food in front of her captured her attention, making her eat merrily. While the Liang family was dining, Aunt Wang from next door was also having dinner. But she couldn’t eat. Compared to the meals at the Liang family, her own seemed somewhat lacking. Though her home did not lack silver, and they had meat and vegetables, the meat was dry and the vegetables wilted, the flavor far inferior to that of the Liang family. Aunt Wang only managed a couple of bites before stopping, feeling quite displeased inside. After the meal, over at the Liang family’s, they started picking up the table and washing the dishes, then after tidying up, they extinguished the lamps.