Ji Xiulan's face turned pale and green in alternating flashes. The comfortable life she now enjoyed was indeed the result of Ji Dashan selling two acres of land and getting fourteen taels of silver.
Her own family knew this well, but Ji Xinhe also found out and even taunted her about it!
Ji Xiulan clenched her teeth, turned around, and began sobbing and pulling Gao Zhiru's sleeve: "Brother Zhiru, look at her! They went out and enjoyed the good days, leaving a mess behind for our family. We are now so poor that we can't afford food, and we've had to sell our land just to stabilize our life. And she still has the nerve to criticize me!"
Gao Zhiru hastily comforted her: "Alright, stop crying now."
While comforting her, he glanced at Ji Xinhe, who was washing clothes. There was no blame in his eyes, only a hint of nervousness.
He didn't care who was right or wrong, he only cared about who was in his heart.