Mrs. Yang smiled gently. "Sweet girl, don't believe what that wicked old woman said. Live a good life with my son and don't worry about anything else. The two of you have to support each other and grow old together."
Liu Ju'er's tears welled up and she could not help but cry. She opened her mouth but could not speak.
Mrs. Yang wiped her tears, and Liu Ju'er looked at her. She looked like Granny Zhou, but Liu Ju'er wasn't scared of her and felt warm instead.
Mrs. Yang wiped Liu Ju'er's tears. "Your body is weak. Don't be in a hurry to have children. It'll harm your health. You're a blessed person. I believe you'll live well."
Mrs. Yang knew that she didn't have much time left. She said to Yang Qingshan, "You too. You have to dote on your wife. She's your family now. Don't listen to outsiders' nonsense, understand?"
Yang Qingshan raised his hand to wipe his tears. "Mom, don't worry. I understand."