Song Chongjin held Wang Yongzhu's hand, the two of them sitting shoulder to shoulder on the edge of the kang: "This is good! Although Ninth Master Lee is a bit proud by nature, he is not inherently bad! It is reassuring to hand this prescription to him! You should also take a good rest. Even though your husband can't earn as much money as you, he won't let you and your mother go hungry!"
Wang Yongzhu smiled. Of course, she knew that although it was said that the money was earned by her outside, both she and Song Chongjin were aware that Song Chongjin's shops also earned quite a lot of money each year, enough for the expenses of their family of three, around several hundred taels a year.
"Brother Song, meeting you is truly my blessing!" Wang Yongzhu couldn't help but exclaim.
