"We used to struggle for our lives, barely making ends meet, but now..." Qiao Changshun sighed as he spoke.
"That's because you give everything you earn to the old courtyard." Qiao Xiaomai didn't sugarcoat her words, speaking very directly.
The current emperor is benevolent, the taxes are not heavy, and Anping Village is near Bailu Town where they can find odd jobs. Plus, the money Zhuang Lühe earns from preparing feasts for others and the thank-you gifts she receives are enough to ensure that this family of four does not starve.
Qiao Changshun appears docile and so stepped upon, hence why the family had to endure such a miserable life.
Her words being so straightforward, upon hearing them, the wrinkles on Qiao Changshun's face deepened, and he felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
