"If they hadn't insisted on splitting the household, I would've helped him get his bride home before the end of the year anyway."
Either way, the bride price for Xu Nianji isn't coming out of her pocket, so Liu Sanmei is happy to say something nice. She says, "It's not that I don't want to lend out bowls and chopsticks and tables, Qinghu's coming home today."
Xu Qinghu hasn't had it easy lately. At first, Liu Sanmei was upset about being kept in the dark, but after a while, watching her daughter lose weight, Liu Sanmei's heart softened.
Thinking her daughter's coming back, she can't help but want to cook something tasty.
"She still has the nerve to come back."
Whenever Xu Zhong mentions what Xu Qinghu did, his face turns dark: "Everyone else gets to borrow, but if I, her real grandpa, don't lend them, where am I supposed to put my face?"
