Never mind anything else, Jie Jingchen's handling of the situation with An Lin was just too cold-hearted. An Lin was his cousin, and when she'd wanted Qin Mei to brew his medicine, Qin Mei had refused. Then, Jie Jingchen had blown up at her and kicked An Lin out.
"This is the eldest son's home. We're already imposing on them by living here. You not only want An Lin to move in, you want him to bring his wife, too. Never mind Jing Si—Qiao Yanqiu would never agree to that either," Grandpa said.
Granny saw nothing wrong with her plan. Wiping away her tears, she said resentfully, "I just feel so bad for An Lin. I want Jing Si's wife to cure his private ailment quickly. If he lives here, it'll be more convenient for her to treat him. And since he'd be living here, isn't it only natural for his wife to move in too?"
Grandpa rubbed his forehead. "This is our eldest son's house," he reminded her. "This is our daughter-in-law's courtyard."
