Jiang's mother nudged Jiang's father and gave him a meaningful look.

"Master, now is not the time to talk about this." Huaiyuan is in turmoil, and they don't even know if they will be able to return home safely.

It's too early to discuss our daughter's marriage at this time.

When the topic turned to Qiu Dafu's rescue, Jiang's father's emotions softened somewhat. "I admit he saved us, but you don't need to repay him with your body."

For you, marriage is the one thing you cannot afford to do wrong.

"Don't worry, your father will definitely repay Qiu Dafu with a generous gift in the future!"

Jiang Liu's eyes turned lost and dim.

Unconsciously, she had already given her whole heart to Qiu Dafu.

"Father, I am not offering myself to you."

She gently bit her lower lip, then turned and left the house.

As Jiang's father watched his daughter's retreating figure, a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable. He angrily pounded the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

"This daughter is becoming more and more willful!"

Jiang's mother patted Jiang's father on the back to soothe him: "Isn't his willfulness all because you spoiled him?"

Jiang Liu has three older brothers and is the only daughter. Her father usually dotes on her the most.

Mr. Jiang frowned, took a sip of tea, and then spat it out. "I've been so considerate of her, and she's actually learned to talk back."

Jiang's mother said, "If you really care about her, then say less." They didn't know Qiu Dafu well, and the matter between him and their daughter still needed to be discussed.

As a mother, Jiang's mother considered things from a long-term perspective.

If Qiu Dafu can guarantee that he will treat his daughter well for the rest of his life, then after the two get married, the Jiang family might be able to support Qiu Dafu.

Actually, Jiang's mother was afraid that if her daughter remarried, she would be the subject of gossip, since she had been married before.

She could only lament that her daughter, now that she was no longer a virgin, naturally had to meet certain requirements.

As Jiang Liu left the east room, she felt an unbearable tightness in her chest, as if a large stone was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe.

While worried about Qiu Dafu's safety while he was away, she was also saddened by her father's words, so it was inevitable that she would be emotionally unstable.

She went out into the yard to get some fresh air, and then she saw her third sister-in-law cooking in the kitchen, so she went over to her.

Seeing that Jiang Liu's face remained gloomy, Madam Yun comforted her, "Little sister, Father is only doing this for your own good. Don't be angry with him."

"I'm not angry," Jiang Liu said softly, and began washing the vegetables.

Yun was also in a bad mood. After saying a few words, she started chopping vegetables with her head down.

But all of this was interrupted by a moment of distraction.

A bead of blood, the size of a bean, dripped from her fingertip onto the cutting board.

"Third sister-in-law, you cut your hand again. How could you be so careless?"

Jiang Liu quickly found a strip of cotton cloth and bandaged her up.

Yun's fingers throbbed with pain, and her eyes reddened.

"Little sister, it's alright."

When Jiang Liu went to Qiu Yan's house, the only simple housework she did was help with picking and washing vegetables.

But now, the task of cooking has truly fallen to her and her third sister-in-law, and she is somewhat flustered.

However, at least it can be cooked thoroughly.

Compared to Jiang Liu, Yun Shi was even worse at cooking, often making a mess of herself with burns and cuts all over her body.

"Third sister-in-law, why don't you go back to your room and keep Third Brother company?"

Jiang Liu knew that the reason her third sister-in-law was like this was because of her third brother.

Jiang Lian has been taking medicine for the past two days, but the burns on her legs are not getting better.

"With so many people eating at home, how can I let you cook for yourself?" After saying that, Yun continued chopping vegetables.

She lowered her head and wiped away her tears. Originally, she was the one comforting Jiang Liu, but now it was the other way around, and she had to comfort her.

“I can do it.” Jiang Liu snatched the kitchen knife from Yun Shi’s hand and told her to go back inside.

Yun sniffed, and when she saw the man pushing open the gate to enter the courtyard, she nodded, "I'll go see my husband."