Mrs. Qin hurriedly pointed to Qin Yang, "Go and greet your aunt."
Lin Chuxia went over to take the dustpan from Third Aunt, "Thank you, Third Aunt."
"Hey, we're all family, no need for thanks. If it weren't for Yangyang's wife, we wouldn't be able to enjoy these rice cakes this year. Little Wu gave me 100 yuan last winter to properly prepare for the New Year. Which household can spare 100 yuan for New Year shopping? It's all because the couple work at Yangyang's wife's place, and they have more money now, which benefits your uncle and me as well."
Third Aunt Qin was genuinely happy and genuinely praising.
Unlike other families with many children, she only has Xiao Wu, her one son, upon whom she relies for care in her old age.
She was always worried that she and her husband would become a burden to their son when they got older.
Now everything was fine, her son and daughter-in-law were working, she and her husband were still strong and could farm the land and raise pigs.
