"It's not like I'm the old master of the town. What's the point of spending this money… Sigh, wouldn't it be a waste for me to wear it?"
His heart ached, and his eyes were burning.
Father Su carefully put away the crown and went to the kitchen to see his chubby daughter.
Was it an illusion? Why did he feel that his daughter had lost a lot of weight recently…
"Father, you're awake." Su Xiaoxiao greeted him.
"Yes, I just woke up." Su Cheng walked over with a serious expression.
"Do you like the crown?" Su Xiaoxiao asked.
Su Cheng said, "It's not easy for you to earn some money. Why did you buy that thing? It's not like the countryside people are interested in wearing that."
Villagers rarely used wooden hairpins. They wrapped their hair in cloth.
Su Xiaoxiao cut a piece of ginger. "My father has to have what others have."
