"It's rare that she was finally useful for once, but who would have known that her dad had saved such a stingy chief? He didn't mention giving us anything or bringing you to the city to lead a comfortable life! What bad luck!"
"Mom, hurry and get her home. There's a hole in my clothes. I need her to mend it for me."
"Alright. Don't worry. I'll get her back right away."
Since that chief was so heartless, he had better not blame her for treating Miao Jing as a servant. After all, Miao Jing had grown up in their family. Without her husband, Miao Jing would have starved to death a long time ago.
Did Second Auntie Miao think that she would be able to find Miao Jing now?
Of course not. The moment Old Zhai left Second Uncle Miao's house, he managed to catch up with Miao Jing to stop her in her tracks. "Are you Miao Jing?"
