Deng Qiuxia paused in her slicing of winter melon, considered it, and then said, "That could work, I will talk to Jinnian later."
Deng Qiuxia had been oppressed at home for many years. The sudden flattery from her younger sister-in-law felt especially gratifying and refreshing.
She was once again relieved that she had not agreed to marry Jinnian off to old Chen. If Jinnian had truly married into that family, perhaps she would have been driven to an early grave by stress.
Seeing Deng Qiuxia agreeing, Aunt Guo was instantly cheered up. She helped with washing the vegetables one moment, stoking the fire the next, doing everything she could to avoid letting Deng Qiuxia lift a finger.
