At the Mid-Autumn reunion dinner, the mother-in-law gave the last egg-yolk mooncake in her granddaughter's bowl to her grandson, telling the granddaughter to eat the five-nut one. Zhong Xiaoyun, who had endured for nine years, could no longer hold it in at this moment, and from then on brought out the family's accounts item by item. Over three years, more than 80,000 had been quietly transferred away, the daughter became increasingly afraid to speak, and even hid herself inside the wardrobe. She did not make a fuss, she only laid out the facts and set rules one by one, making what should be clarified clear, and what should be guarded secure. A year later, it was Mid-Autumn again, the family gathered around the table, with one mooncake per person.