"Mom, we've just been so busy, we didn't have time to tell you." Ji Ying didn't want to start another argument over such a small thing.
Besides, whoever's chili peppers we buy, it's still chili peppers, isn't it?
The eldest son just got married, the youngest is about to start college, and even the daughter's ready to get married—back then, they really couldn't take it anymore, so they split the household.
But now, to argue with her mother-in-law over some trivial matter—if word got out, it'd sound terrible.
Ji Ying was all smiles. Since splitting up, they brought in a daughter-in-law. They did owe quite a bit of money, but selling bean sprouts every day made her a few bucks, saving up each month brings in a hundred or so, no problem.
Plus, now they've got the Chili Sauce Factory running. She wants to make it a good business. Maybe they won't pull in several thousand, but at least earning a hundred or so isn't too much to ask?
