Ying Sisi glanced at the sky and said, "It's broad daylight, why don't you take a rest? Let's help grandma send these things back first."

The old lady said: "When you get there, you will say that you are my granddaughter and you don't agree with what's going on between me and him."

"He won't turn his love into hatred and take revenge on you, will he?"

"I bet he wouldn't dare." The old lady didn't take it to heart at all. She kept cursing: "God damn old man, his wife's bones are still cold and he's already looking for someone. Shameless! I guess he asked me to go to his house to do some work."

Ying Sisi laughed as she listened, and together with Qin Yanci, they followed the old lady's instructions and went to the next village to return the local specialties.

Before they had walked two miles, they met their uncle's family head-on.

"Si Si." Uncle Ying Shujian's eyes were filled with tears, and he strode forward: "I haven't seen you for such a long time, I was so worried about you. Are you okay in the city? I heard from your Aunt Ding that you have a partner, is it this one?" He looked at Qin Yanci.

Qin Yanci's face was as cold as ice. He stared at him, and he couldn't help but take a step back in shock. He turned his gaze to Ying Sisi and said, "Sisi, your partner, how can you be so fierce and evil?"

Ying Sisi raised her eyes. Qin Yanci understood the word "Sisi". According to Ying Shujian's tone and attitude, he softened his expression and smiled at her dotingly.

The sunlight hitting his face made him look even more gentle and handsome.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she smiled back, denouncing Ying Shujian: "Who's so vicious? Our relationship is as solid as a city wall, and it can't be soured by a few words from you."

Ying Shujian was stunned.

This kid's expression changes as fast as turning pages of a book.

She looked back at her daughter-in-law Xie Cuilan.

Xie Cuilan had already spoken: "Si Si, I heard from your Aunt Ding that you can't go to Old Lady Zhu's place. Your uncle and I are your maternal family. If we live with her, won't the villagers gossip about us?"

Ying Sisi said calmly and clearly, "Hasn't your spine been poked enough? You heard from that loudmouthed Ding that I brought a lot of things, and you want to divide them up."

Xie Cuilan's smile froze on her face: "Si Si, you've thought about it. We are purely thinking about you. There is a wild man in the old lady's house. If you are with her, no matter how good your reputation is, it will be ruined."

Ying Sisi walked past them and went forward.

Seeing that her explanation was not working, Xie Cuilan turned to Qin Yanci and asked, "What's your name? How much did you give Si Si as a betrothal gift? How much did Si Si's father give back as a dowry? We'll consider it for you. Don't give too little, or people will use it to accuse us of being stingy."

Qin Yanci lowered his eyelashes and said nothing.

Ying Sisi took over the conversation: "Are you considering it for us, or do you want to split it up? Stop pretending, just tell me what you want to say, so I can solve it for you all at once."

Xie Cuilan laid it all out: "Now that you've opened up, I'm not afraid to settle accounts with you in front of my new son-in-law." She counted on her fingers, "When you were new, there was no food. I asked my sister-in-law, who had just given birth, to come and feed you. She fed you for three months, one person a day. That's fifty cents for food, drink, and toileting, right? Second brother, you're well-educated. How much did that cost?"

The second son of the Ying family pondered for a moment: "A month has thirty days, a day has fifty cents, a month has one hundred and fifty, three months has four hundred and fifty."

"Sisi, four hundred and fifty yuan, remember this first. Also, when you were sick as a child, your grandparents asked us to give money for your treatment. Let's count it as one hundred yuan for you, which makes five hundred and fifty yuan. And the house you used to live in is ours. I heard that it costs one month to rent a house in the city." Xie Cuilan said after a while, and finally Ying Sisi owed her fifteen hundred.