Wang Yongping waved his hand dismissively: "Isn't it Father's hundredth day since his passing? Besides, didn't we say the city is hot, but it's cooler back home? What could possibly happen? Even if something does, Mother and Little Sister are here! What are you afraid of?"
Liu Xiaoqiao could understand her mother-in-law at this moment, almost wishing she could grab a broom and give her a good beating.
Was this what she meant? She thought, how nice it is in the city—the food is good, and so is the living; if it were really like her mother-in-law said, with two maids and a maidservant to serve, wouldn't it be a life like that of a deity?
Why leave such a good life and come back to the countryside?
Liu Xiaoqiao knew that Wang Yongping wouldn't understand. This man, she's been married for half a year, and she figured him out. In daily conflicts with other branches, he definitely stands by her side.
