It's always easier to add flowers to a brocade than to send charcoal in the snow.
Ye Yuntang really couldn't figure it out. With things the way they were, if Yi Chichi wasn't valuing family bonds, why else would she come to take care of them?
If you can't figure things out, don't think, "Uncle Qin has a handle on it, so there's no need for us to worry more."
If they manage to rise again in the future, Yi Chichi will definitely be repaid for this kindness.
If they remain silent, then they will benefit from the warmth of Uncle Qin and them.
Everyone felt that made sense.
Old Mrs. Song sighed as she embraced Xiao Jiu, "Xiao Jiu, you have a good aunt."
Much better than the rest of Xiao Jiu's aunts.
"My aunt is great!"
Thinking of the hideous and ugly face of his little aunt, Qin Jiu frowned and said, "Yuan Wan is bad."
Everyone... This kid knows how to hold a grudge, won't even call her little aunt anymore.
