Yuan Si waited for Xiao Furen to leave before going inside and handing over the fifty yuan from her pocket.
The old madam wasted no time in taking the money and immediately pocketed it. Of course, just as the two children had suspected, she was delighted. The wound festering in her heart from the Jiang family's injustice finally showed signs of scabbing over. At the same time, it cemented a belief in her mind: that boy, Xiao Furen, was a capable one, just like her own youngest daughter. 'Even as an orphan, without a mother or father, he can still hustle and earn this much money. Isn't that even more impressive than our own Xiao Bao, who has a steady job?'
'That boy will definitely go far in life.'
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, an unexpected incident occurred that finally allowed the wound in the old madam's heart to heal completely.
