As they walked up the hillside, Yaya asked, "Mom, did Sister An Ning purposefully send us away to talk to Dad about something?"
Qiu Shi lovingly patted Yaya's head, "Why would you think that, Yaya?"
"I don't know, I just feel like Dad seems to like Sister An Ning more," Yaya said, a little downcast. It wasn't because she was jealous of An Ning, she just couldn't understand why her dad seemed to cherish Sister An Ning more than her.
Actually, she was already quite satisfied with things as they were now.
Compared to her past, where her dad would always hit and scold her, calling her a worthless girl, she of course preferred her current dad.
Qiu Shi appeared thoughtful for a moment, and after a while, said, "Yaya, one shouldn't ask for too much. Compared to before, we can now eat well and dress warmly. I even have some money saved to use for your dowry. That's already quite good. One must learn to be content, you know?"
