Hearing Tian Aixiang's words, Su Tao glanced toward the inner room and whispered, "Is she talking with Grandma now?"
"You bet." Tian Aixiang nodded. "I overheard a little. Your grandma doesn't want to get involved in this mess. I reckon that time Su Qing pulled a knife, it scared her for good."
Tian Aixiang curled her lip as she spoke. 'The old bat sure is scared for her life.'
"Mom, is that family rich?" Su Tao asked, looking thoughtfully toward the inner room again as if the question were just a casual afterthought.
"Yes, I hear they're rich," Tian Aixiang replied, her hands busy with her chores. "They have a red brick and tile house, which makes them one of the wealthier families in the village."
"Oh." Su Tao nodded.
