Jian Qingqing smiled as she listened to Madam Guan's blissful words. "Aunt Guan, you're so happy! Master Guan is so good to you."
Madam Guan chuckled. "It's just so-so. He's always angry at me."
Jian Qingqing smiled and did not say anything when she heard Madam Guan's disdainful words, but her tone was full of happiness. She turned around and saw the envious expression on mother Jian's face. She suddenly had an idea, she said, "Mother, when you go back, ask father to plant some for you."
Madam Jian retracted her gaze and looked at her daughter's expression as she watched the commotion. She tapped her forehead and said, "Why are you planting these things that can't be eaten? Why don't you plant more food?"
