Zhou Qiao shook her head.
She genuinely felt it was quite nice. She never really liked crowded places, whether it was the village or the county town. Those places were lively, sure, but there were also plenty of meddling relatives who constantly entangled you in idle gossip, eager to interfere in your life.
Married for half a year, they were already urging her to have children, telling her she should be filial to her mother-in-law, asking if working at the shop meant she was rich, and why she hadn't bought something nice for her family. Occasionally a relative would visit, and without fail, they'd come to the shop to sit for a while—a visit that always ended in either borrowing money or eating at her expense.
Zhou Qiao found it all exasperating. She wished she could just go somewhere secluded with Daniu, where they'd see no one and be entirely undisturbed.
If Shu Yu were still around, she might have understood Zhou Qiao's predicament.
Sister-in-law clearly had social anxiety.