Just as Mother Yu had anticipated, the adults of the Yue Family had indeed lived through the darkest days.
The idle gossip, however harsh, couldn't cause much harm as long as they were ignored.
But the children lacked such strong psychological resilience.
That day, Yue Xingxing returned home earlier than dinnertime.
Lin Chunju found this odd and asked, "Xingxing, why didn't you go to school?"
Although not many families in the village valued education, there was still a simple schoolhouse.
Lin Chunju had sent Xingxing to school as soon as she was old enough.
Yue Xingxing was a well-behaved child and had never skipped classes like the other kids.
Yue Xingxing shook her head haphazardly, "Grandma, it's nothing. I just don't feel quite well today."
As Lin Chunju was about to question further, Yue Xingxing ran back into her room.
The old Yue family home had been expanded over the past three years, much larger than before, allowing the three children to each have their own room.