Blood Beeswax Beads

"She's just like her mother. She's used to some superficial work, but she doesn't know that one can't just be superficial." After saying that, Old Madam Yu looked out of the window and sneered. "At least she knows how to wear simple clothes. If she were to wear gold and silver, she would really be a joke."

Shaking her head, she lowered the curtain. Out of sight, out of mind. She turned to look at her granddaughter and couldn't help but laugh when she saw her eating figs happily.

Yu Youyao swallowed a mouthful of figs and took a sip of tea. Then, she said, "With Mother managing the porridge stall, it's naturally more appropriate. It's also better for outsiders to know that the Yu Residence values the porridge stall sincerely and it's not just for show. Third Sister is young and doesn't know much. She's just following Mother around to learn. Since there are elders with her, it's not crossing the line."