"Just great!" Qing Xin said with a giggle.
Living alone was quite comfortable for her, with food, drink, and sleep – why would she want to mary?
Once you marry, you have to have children, and she had seen enough of that pain. Over her dead body would she dare to try.
Qing Yue gave her a glare, "Don't speak such nonsense!"
Qing Xin made a face back at her. Her sister was three years older than her; if anyone was to marry, it would be her sister first, so she could relax for a few more years.
Seeing Qing Yue getting quite upset, Granny Su said with a smile, "Qing Xin is still a child, always playful. Give her another two years, and she'll be better."
"Let's hope so."
Qing Yue sighed. She had grown up with Qing Xin and knew her temper better than anyone – changing her mind on something she was set on? How difficult was that?
Never mind, she should quickly sort out the medicine and send it to the school later.
