After everyone had a cup of sour tea, the Madam, holding her cheek, no longer disturbed Su Rong and Duanhua. She left the two of them alone, and took her six daughters out of Su Rong's courtyard.
After the Madam left, Duanhua whispered to Su Rong, "The Madam of Su family is indeed as you said, very nice."
Su Rong looked at her.
Duanhua added, "And your sisters, they are all very nice too."
From her childhood, she had seen countless sisters in the mansions fighting for their lives, even squabbling over silk flowers, fabrics, and vermilion hairpins, but she had never seen such harmonious sisters. Especially, this harmony was not feigned; anyone who looked could tell that the Su family was peaceful and harmonious, giving a sense of joy.
Su Rong nodded, "So what?"
Duanhua sighed, "If only my mother had given me such sisters."
