Qian Manxia was inserting a door bolt while admiring the set of rouge, face powder, and fragrant cakes that Wan Dazhong had given her; these items were far superior to those sold in town. The beautiful and intricate packaging was something Qian Manxia had never seen before. Thinking of that dark, handsome face filled her heart with sweetness. Suddenly, the sobbing sounds of those three emerged. Frightened, she hurriedly ran out of the cottage.
Lady Wu had also come out. They knocked on the door of the left wing room and asked, "What's wrong with you all? Has something happened?"
Qian Yixiu replied while crying, "Nothing happened, my brother and I just haven't seen Mom in so long, we're crying because we're happy."
Lady Wu and her daughter couldn't help but cry and laugh, muttering as they returned to their own room.
