After Su Yaoguang regained her energy, the whole temple echoed with laughter and joy once again.
Zhou Wangshu leaned against the door, watching as Su Yaoguang was surrounded by enthusiastic townsfolk, her arms full of food and supplies. Unable to withstand such enthusiasm, Su Yaoguang squeezed out of the crowd and ran away.
"Boss Su's skin is too thin, that's not good," an old lady said with a smile.
"She's a young girl, not like us old-timers with thick skin. When she has kids with Young Master Zhou in the future and becomes a mother, she won't be so easily embarrassed."
"Ah, that's still far off. Young Master Zhou is too young. I don't think they've consummated the marriage yet!"
