But, indeed, this matter was curbed. Those aunties at home got a talking-to and didn't dare bother Yu Xinyan anymore, all lamenting it was a pity.
Who would have thought the brazen Yao Hui would come knocking again.
This day, Yu Xinyan had just returned from the Yuquan River. Having mastered the study of traditional characters, she wanted to thank Uncle Zhang. After selling a few fish, she decided to keep the fish in the bucket for her own use.
When she arrived at the Zhang family, they were washing up in the courtyard. Aunt Zhang greeted warmly, "Xinyan, what brings you here at this hour?"
It was Lin Aifeng, with her sharp eyes, who spotted the bucket in her hand. Since they had been getting along well these days, she joked casually, "Are you here to bring us fish?"
Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes at her granddaughter-in-law but hadn't spoken yet when Yu Xinyan said, "Indeed, it's a thank-you gift."
