Auntie naturally took notice of Su Shuixian's expression and kindly offered a reminder.
"But you know, if somebody can make money, that's their skill. You can't get jealous over it."
"Wasn't there someone who tried to compete with him for business before? But it wasn't long before they had to give up..."
Su Shuixian couldn't bear to listen to the rest of the conversation.
She finished off the Turtle Jelly in a few bites, bought another bowl to take home, and hurried back.
With determination, she entered Zhao Chunhua's room.
"Mom, Mom, I have something to tell you."
Zhao Chunhua was considering how to broach the topic of marriage with Su Shuixian, but seeing her frantic state, she uncharacteristically softened.
"Oh my, it's so hot. Shuixian, come sit down. Let Mom fan you."
Su Shuixian couldn't afford to dawdle, so she quickly opened the Turtle Jelly and urged Zhao Chunhua to have a taste.
Zhao Chunhua took a bite and frowned in distaste.
