"Da Shi's wife," Gu Shulin said, walking toward her. "Heading to the fields?"
Li Cuicui nodded. She wasn't in the mood for small talk right now, so she moved to sidle past him.
Seeing her expression, Gu Shulin had a feeling he knew what was going on. The last time Gu Yuanjin and his brothers had asked him to help write a letter, he'd gotten an inkling of the conflict brewing in their family.
"Shouldn't Seventh and his wife be coming back soon?"
Li Cuicui paused for a moment. "They said they'll wait until after the spring thaw. They have to at least wait for the snow on the roads to melt before they can travel."
'Honestly, I hope Seventh and his wife come back later. This family is a heap of ridiculous messes, and there'll be even more to argue about when he gets back.'
"Seventh has really become something. I reckon the future prosperity of our clan will depend on him," Gu Shulin remarked with a sigh of admiration.
