Zhang Hongmei took the IOU, stood in the courtyard and sighed for a while, and then she brought Li Yang back home.
"My girl, you're fine, focus on your studies."
"These kind of troubles that leave one destitute, even adults have their share, and anyway, they can't take away the physical things. As a young lady, don't get tangled up with that crowd for now, you'll be at a disadvantage."
"Once this period is over, I'll talk to my son when he comes over, he's quite crafty."
Li Yang looked down at the yellow-brown surface of her tea and hummed in agreement.
"I know, auntie."
Seeing this, Zhang Hongmei couldn't help but sigh.
In the small area of Pingsha, clan sentiment was strong, with villages of a single surname like Qinghe sticking together. Once they moved to the county town, pretty much only an empty shell was left, with the ancestral house rules long gone.
