How a person is getting by can be seen on her face, and whether a person is leading a bitter life can be known by comparing her with her peers.
Though they were only about two years apart in age, their own mother-in-law's face was rosy and her hair was still black, her limbs nimble, but this aunt, she looked like a woman in her early sixties, her back slightly hunched, her hair half-gray and half-white, her face full of wrinkles, her eyelids drooping, and the corners of her mouth turned downward, making her entire face seem bitter.
A widow, having been widowed in her early thirties, must have had a hard life.
"Elder sister, last year you couldn't come, but today, have a cup of tea also in honor of Taiguo and acknowledge kinship!" Mother Qi said on the side.
The aunt retracted her assessing gaze from Cheng Su and nodded slightly.
At that moment, Qi Fenglian had already brought over two cups of tea, and Cheng Su along with Qi Taiguo knelt down to offer the tea to her.
