The woman suddenly raised her head and looked at Qiao Mai, tears streaming down her face.
"I thought, I thought..."
"As long as you're not like Qiao Shicheng's family and still have some humanity, I'll accept you as my aunt."
"Mai, thank you!"
"Tell me about the situation at your home."
"My parents-in-law have passed away. The family separated as soon as they passed away. I have a son and two daughters. Your uncle is an honest man who only knows how to farm and does whatever work is available."
Qiao Mai waved to have the waiter bring another bowl of milk tea.
Qiao Cuihua swallowed and continued, "Your cousin got married, but she's not doing well. My younger daughter hasn't gotten married yet, and my son married a wife and had a son. He's seven years old now."
"How much land does your family have?"
