Jiang Xin was at home burying her head in laundry.
Her expression was very bad when she returned home from the factory.
Jiang Yue noticed something was wrong, asked several times, but couldn't get anything out of her.
When Jiang Xiaoxiao came back and saw her second sister frantically washing clothes, she met Jiang Yue's eyes.
Fully aware, her second sister was hit hard.
"Second sister, stop washing. If you have any worries, just tell us. We are all sisters, there's nothing we can't talk about. Speak up, we can figure out a way to help you solve it. If you keep it to yourself and stew over it, you're only hurting yourself.
After all, I'm a doctor. People who often bottle up their anger can suffer from liver issues and easily get sick. Think about it, you still have two daughters to raise."
Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn't trying to scare her.
Jiang Xin threw down the clothes in her hands and burst into tears.
