I sold grilled fish in the 70s!

When Zhuzhu and Bingying sat facing each other, Zhuzhu clearly had a lot to say to her sister, but she didn't know where to begin! She wanted to ask her how she had been lately, but she was afraid that she might accidentally touch a sore spot.

In my past life, I was too busy with my own things to quietly ponder a question: Why was my second younger sister like a hedgehog covered in thorns? Why did she always try to protect herself? Perhaps it was closely related to her upbringing!

It was only then that Zhuzhu realized how little she really knew about her second younger sister. In fact, she had only truly developed a close relationship with her second younger sister after Jianmei passed away.

Yes! People only realize the importance of cherishing those around them when they truly lose something! Zhuzhu sighed deeply as she thought of this.

Her gaze unconsciously drifted to Jianmei sitting beside her. Zhuzhu and Jianmei were always inseparable when they weren't busy. But sometimes they were like sworn enemies.

They would start fighting like madmen the moment they met, each one refusing to back down, each acting as if to say, "Why should I give in to you?" Their battle was fierce and relentless! At first, when the two sisters argued, Yiyao and their father would come over to try and mediate.

After that, as the number of arguments between the two increased, Yiyao and her father began to stand by and do nothing. Now, when she recalls the times she argued with Jianmei, she feels a deep sense of nostalgia.

Sister-in-law, why have you been sighing so much lately? Is something bothering you? Could you tell us about it?

Jianmei gently patted Zhuzhu's arm with her small hand and asked affectionately.

Yes! Zhuzhu, I've seen you frowning many times. Has something happened at your family home? Can you tell your father?

This heartwarming scene struck Bingying as extremely jarring! Because she had once longed for someone who loved her, understood her, and could patiently listen to her troubles.

So sometimes I envy the relationship between Zhuzhu and her two sisters. Although I am also their older sister and younger sister, I always feel that there is an insurmountable river between us.

Sitting to the side, Zhuzhu silently observed Bingying's every move, and of course, she saw the disappointment in Bingying's eyes at this moment.

Zhuzhu stretched out her arms and hugged Bingying tightly, stroking his back with her hands.

Why did you suddenly hug me, sister-in-law? Your embrace feels so warm! Bingying rested her little head on Zhuzhu's shoulder, squinting her little eyes to enjoy the warmth Zhuzhu brought her.

Silly boy! It's summer now! It would be strange if I didn't stay warm holding you like this!

In fact, Zhuzhu understood what her second younger sister meant by "warmth." A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl; in this era of scarcity, everyone was worried about their own basic needs.

Who cares whether a married daughter is doing well or not? Especially someone like me who was given away as a child bride from a young age. Some unfortunate child brides suffer endless grievances in their husband's family! So I am lucky. Although I was taken to Yanglai by my parents as a child bride, they have never treated me badly. They have always treated me like their own daughter.