"Life and death are predestined, and I would never blame Uncle Village Chief," Xuexue said with conviction.
"This is a serious matter, Xuexue, don't you want to discuss it with your mother first?" The village head was still somewhat worried, for Xuexue, as decisive as she was, was only an uneducated little girl.
Xuexue glanced back, seeing Madam Xie frantic and clumsily wiping the sweat from Chuner, who had fainted from pain.
"No need! With mother in this state, discussing it with her would be futile."
In fact, Xuexue had long made up her mind. She purposely kept her foster mother in the dark, planning to inform her only when everything was set in stone. Otherwise, given Madam Xie's timid nature, always fearing this or that, they would definitely not be able to break away from the Mo family.
Thinking that Xuexue was being considerate by not troubling her mother, the village head nodded in agreement and said, "Hmm, that may be best."
