After a long while, the old woman's emotions finally returned to normal, and she wore a smile on her face again, looking at Mu Shuangshuang with great satisfaction.
"Thank you, young girl!"
"It's not necessary; in such hot weather, you'd better go back early. If you fall ill from exhaustion, it will only sadden those who care about you."
Upon hearing Mu Shuangshuang's words, the old woman's expression softened as she replied, "I really like you, and if you have the chance, you should come to our house. I'll tell you about the past my husband and I shared."
"Mother, what are you saying? Is it worth inviting a village girl over like this? If people find out, wouldn't our Old Xue Family become a laughingstock?"
"How insolent, the Xue family's house was built for me by your eldest brother. Whoever I say can visit, can visit. Besides, are you looking down on village girls?
