Yang Chuxia shook the letter, "What I'm worried about now is Uncle Dayong and Shen Qiu. With my father and you as references, I now feel that this business of marrying a stepmother doesn't seem so good. Moreover, Uncle Dayong is not just any ordinary farmer; he has earned quite a bit of money over the years, has a son, and a nephew. If Shen Qiu enters the household, with County Magistrate Shen as her backing, once she knows how much money Uncle Dayong has, I'm afraid she might become restless. If she's cruel like Old Lady Hua, I'm afraid she might harm someone."
Hearing this, Ye Zi'an almost rolled his eyes, "My dear, aren't you worrying too much? You're worrying about nothing. Uncle Dayong is not like our lord; he's not as patient or isolated. Besides, aren't our parents watching over them? How much could she possibly do?"
"Even so, we should have someone go back and ask. Otherwise, I really won't be at ease."