Hua Xiaomai thought to herself, "Big sister, can't you be reasonable for once? Originally, Second Mother Hua earnestly wished to take Little Tie Chui with her to the city to earn a living, wasn't it you who stubbornly refused?
She could only grumble in her heart, but on the surface, she still smiled, "So, does that mean the blacksmith shop has been doing well recently?"
"Well, it's only in these past one or two months. It's been passable, at least. As long as they make money and the family isn't short of anything, I don't care about other matters!"
Lady Jing said this and quickly ran to pick up Tie Chui, thrust him into Hua Xiaomai's arms, said "Thank you for your troubles," and then turned back into the room.
The little Tie Chui was already over a year old. His eyes and brows were the spitting image of Jing Taihe, looking very honest. He could say a few simple words and called Hua Xiaomai "auntie" in his baby voice.
