Qiao Changshun looked as if he had been struck by lightning, hesitating and trembling, unable to articulate his thoughts.
Qiao Xiaomai had no particular reaction to this. She had never held any expectations towards Qiao Changshun; she would be contented if he altered his attitude, and she would not be upset if he didn't.
After all, the control of the silver and grains were in her hands. Qiao Changshun's opinion wasn't that important.
So she lowered her voice and said, "Father, are you hoping that in the future, grandmother would use her status as an elder to bully me? She is an elder, she can hit me, scold me, and I have no way to retaliate."
At her words, Qiao Changshun's lips trembled again.
He had witnessed too many of Sun Family's outbursts, and recalling each one was heart-wrenching.