“You garbage mouth! Watch your language! Speechless.” Sang threw a quick glare at Mang, made an impatient remark of sympathy yet with implicit unwillingness, as if she had no choice. “Mei, still you take it, for the sake of my parents. They’ve just asked for my help because of you and the boys. How sad that Bing isn’t getting any better. I can help you this time, but I can’t help you every time. Anyway, I have to leave now. Someone is hating me.”
Mang stood mute in the doorway. Mei voicelessly accepted the money that pained her. She too was mute.