"What kind of look is that?" Aunt Liu chuckled exaggeratedly as if she had just seen Zhao Yushui and Lin Xiaohua for the first time. "In-laws, my dear in-laws, sorry to show you a messy home.
Our family isn't what it used to be now, Zhenqiang has to work himself to the bone to support this family. I'm too old to do anything, and I still burden him.
Zhenfen is sensible; she always finds small odd jobs to supplement the family, and my sister...," she pointed to the woman beside her, "also helps us from time to time."
As they spoke, the woman had already taken the things Zhao Yushui and Lin Xiaohua brought into Aunt Liu's room. When she came out, with an arrogant look, she turned to Zhao Qiyan, "Zhenqiang's wife, you know how things are in the house, don't let those riffraff come over anymore. It's not just living a hard life for yourself, but also making the neighbors laugh at us!"
