In the West Outer Room, Bai Xiulan was anxious to know what her daughter had gotten into this time. From the sounds of it, it wasn't a small matter—there were eggs, a clucking chicken, and her mother-in-law was worried about them accepting handouts.
But before her husband even came in, he was already accusing her of wasting her kindness, and he continued to lecture her once he entered. Furious, she immediately rolled her eyes at Xu Qiguang. "What did I do now?"
Xu Qiguang pointed toward the doorway. "My brother's family is doing better these days. You should focus more on our own home. With these two little ones, our expenses will only go up, not down."
How could Bai Xiulan not know who his pointing and his words were really for? She let out a snort of laughter. "My husband is capable. What do I have to be afraid of?"
"You think too highly of me."
