Zhou Fuquan and his wife saw her behaving like this and knew she genuinely didn't care. They felt Su Qingyue was considerate.
Fuquan sighed, "Second Brother and Third Brother are both capable, if not for Fourth Brother's leg illness, which requires three taels of silver for medicine each month, and Chuan frequently faints, costing a significant amount for medical expenses everytime; if not for the burden, there would always be enough money. The Xiao Family would have saved money and bought some fields long ago. They wouldn't be without any fields nowadays."
Su Qingyue didn't know how to respond.
Fuquan looked at the stove again, and Su Qingyue said, "I'm making porridge, I'll feed some to Second Brother and Third Brother later, so they won't be hungry."
"The Xiao Family is fortunate to have bought you..." Before he could finish his sentence, Fuquan's sleeve was pulled by Wang Cuihua, "What nonsense, what buying? It's as if Sister-in-law is married!"