Jiang Yuan and Jiang Yan both fell into silence.
The leg fracture of a child is fairly easy to heal, simply finding a doctor who specializes in trauma and getting it reconnected could do the trick.
Yet, because of the lack of money, it put her life on hold.
No wonder she got lost in thought while looking at the embroidered shoes.
The pair of shoes cost ten taels of silver. If she had had ten taels of silver back then, she wouldn't have ended up being lame.
Jiang Yan's eyes were turning red.
Jiang Yuan glanced at her, and said in a cold voice, "If you are so ready to cry, do you have an endless supply of tears? What is there to cry about? Hasn't she returned? As the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family, even with an impaired leg, there are plenty of people to serve her. You're worried about ten tael shoes? She can also afford shoes that cost one hundred taels or even one thousand taels!"
