Qiao Changkang and his wife, Wu Yinfeng, left.
Zhao Shufen collapsed by the front door, crying loudly, her wailing sounding sharp and grating.
Qiao Zhaodi and Qiao Yindi knelt down, bowing their heads repeatedly towards Qiao Xiaomai.
Qiao Xiaomai closed the courtyard door, blocking everything out.
She pulled Qiao Dami into the kitchen to cook dinner. With a worried expression, Qiao Dami asked, "Sister, do you think they'll really throw themselves at our door and die?"
"Why would you ask that?"
"Grandma used to do the same," Qiao Dami told her as she sat in front of the stove, tilting her small face up.
In the past, if the Sun Family couldn't get what they wanted, they would roll on the ground screaming about Changsun's unfilial behavior and threatening to kill themselves. This had left a deep impression on Qiao Dami.
Qiao Xiaomai laughed softly and shook her head. "No, they won't."