Madam Liu truly had not expected that Su Qiao would give such a fine craft to her own family. She was genuinely moved.
Although she usually spoke little, just like her husband, and had always silently endured the old lady's scolding, she also tolerated Big Sister-in-law's occasional difficulties whenever she could. But in truth, she saw everything as clearly as a mirror.
She simply thought that she had been adopted by the Old Su Family as a child. Since they had raised her, it was only right for her to do a little more work and endure some scolding and hardship.
If she could live out her life peacefully, see the two elders off, and raise her children safely to adulthood, she would already be content.
Now that the family's life was getting better and the eldest branch was taking such good care of her family, she truly did not know what to say. She could only silently resolve to treat the eldest branch twice as well in the future—and to treat Su Qiao well, too.
"That's more like it."
Those few words from Madam Liu improved Zhou Lihua's mood considerably.
"You mustn't become ungrateful ingrates. Once you make something of yourselves, you can't forget the person who dug the well."
It was a trade that could be passed down from generation to generation. Who knew when it might bring them prosperity?
Although the family had not split up yet, they would certainly divide the household after the two elders passed away.
Madam Liu hurriedly said, "We won't, we won't."
Su Huai'an also nodded and said somewhat awkwardly, "Big Sister-in-law, don't worry. I won't forget."
*
The next noon.
In the estate behind Guyin Temple, the master and his two servants were also discussing this matter.
Yuan Wu was dusty