Lao Jiu lifted the quilt and got out of bed to dress, "It's my fault for spoiling her in everything, but now it's too late to say anything."
"She'll be seventeen after the New Year, her temperament won't change."
He finished dressing, casually tied up his hair, and reached out to Guihua, "I'm going to find the yellow-toothed man, give me some silver."
Guihua got up, opened the box, took out a small five-tael silver ingot from a casket inside, and handed it to Lao Jiu, who tucked it into his bosom and went out.
Only then did Guihua remember Yingzi; although she resented her for committing this foolish act, she ultimately felt tenderness toward her daughter, and walked next door to push the door open.
She saw Yingzi hugging the quilt, in such cold weather her arms, legs, and back were exposed.
She quickly went over and pulled the quilt to cover her properly.
