She couldn't guess. Not even remotely.
All Jiang Shuyue could see was the woman's lips shifting from side to side. She looked so much like a camel that Jiang Shuyue couldn't even concentrate on the juicy gossip.
Huahua: "Here's the answer: the concubine's child belongs to her eldest brother!"
Pfft!
Yu Qing choked on a mouthful of tea and coughed violently.
Although Zhou Sesong showed nothing on her face, inwardly she was laughing at how little of the world he had seen.
What was this tiny melon of gossip? Stick with Mother, and there would be much bigger melons to feast on.
Zhou Shiye also reassured him in a whisper. "Don't get worked up. This is nothing. The gossip melons Huahua digs up are huge and sweet. You'll find out in time."
Yu Qing didn't know whether the melon was sweet, but it certainly was huge. It had nearly choked him to death.
Could such tangled, sordid relationships really be discussed out in the open?
Huahua: I was talking about it secretly behind their backs! Who told you to listen?
Only then did Jiang Shuyue get excited. "A younger brother's wife and his eldest brother? Now that's explosive! I've heard that when an elder brother or father dies, his younger brother or son can inherit his wife. Is this eldest brother dead?"
Huahua: "The eldest brother is alive and well. He's married, too, and his child is already old enough to run errands. They all live in the same courtyard house, seeing each other every time they turn around. And the place where they get their exercise is this woman's room."
The eldest brother slept with the second brother's wife, and their third sister provided the place.
What a relationship...
"You really can't judge a book by its cover. I