Now this woman has returned.
Because of the three hundred taels she earned as a wife.
Just now, he noticed her expression when she heard that third brother's medicine cost seventy taels. He was certain that, in her eyes, third brother's life was not even worth seventy taels.
Not only that, but Xiao Qinghe was also worth less than one cent in her eyes.
Although he didn't speak about some things, he had lain on the kàng for years with a mind as clear as a mirror.
He closed his eyes and whispered softly, "Qingyue... my wife..."
Su Qingyue sat in the cool air on the chair with a backrest that Xiao Ailiu had moved out earlier, with the little mixed-haired dog at her feet.
Xiao Ailiu was furious in the kitchen. Seeing Su Qingyue sitting there leisurely, her anger grew even more. She thought back to when she first arrived at the house, and the mixed-haired dog barked fiercely at her. It was second brother who stopped the dog from barking.
