After presenting the gifts, Tong Huaqiong took the opportunity to sit down.
Mrs. Jia and Gu Youtian exchanged a glance.
The eldest sister-in-law is really stingy.
Old Mr. Gu took a puff from his pipe, his face displeased as he spoke: "I hear you've gotten some skills now, started a business, opened a shop, and built a new house."
Tong Huaqiong pretended not to understand the sarcasm, pressed her palms together and said, "Thanks to the Buddha's blessing, for giving us orphans and a widow a way to survive. This family, young and old, needs to eat as soon as they open their mouths, and without a man in the house to support us, how could we get by if I didn't do business?"
Old Mr. Gu's lips twitched, calculating how to make demands of his eldest daughter-in-law.
If the eldest daughter-in-law still got angry at the slightest provocation as before, he'd have a way.
Now he couldn't fathom what his eldest daughter-in-law was thinking.
