In the kitchen, Li Qingyin walked straight to Li Qingyu's side. She wiped her hands and whispered, "Third Sister, Wenlin is out of danger. We are going back now."
Li Qingyu turned around. "Why are you going back in such a hurry? You can go back after dinner."
Li Qingyin said uneasily, "Third Sister, your family has already helped us so much. I-I'm too embarrassed."
Li Qingyu patted Li Qingyin's shoulder and smiled. "You're my sister. What's wrong with helping you? Don't feel burdened."
"Third Sister…" Li Qingyin lowered her head and cried.
Li Qingyu hurriedly hugged Li Qingyin with one hand and caressed her back. "Qingyin, don't cry. It's okay. The hard times will pass. I'll ask Qingzhi later and see if she can give you any ideas to make money."
Li Qingyin was very happy, but she still refused. "Third Sister, don't trouble Qingzhi. She helped me a lot, but I didn't do anything for her."
