My sister and I are two years apart. She is a celebrated beauty of talent, while I'm the well-known little dunce. Mother always says I don't seem like her child at all, and that I can't hold a candle to either of my siblings. To celebrate my sister's wedding, they even forgot my birthday. My sister looked at me apologetically, but before I could speak, Mother hurried to comfort her and told me not to be unreasonable. My brother brought up my marriage. As Mother served my sister food, she casually remarked, “Niannian is simple-minded, not suited to be the mistress of a great household. A modest family will do.” My name is Shen Nian, the second daughter of the Shen family. My sister is Shen Yi, the eldest daughter of the Shen family
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