Early the next morning, Master Guo and Madam Guo heard the news from the little maid.
Madam Guo said with some concern, "Master, what kind of family do you think Xiaotian's in-laws are? I heard from the maid that the girl who came has a strong rural accent."
"What kind of people they are, we'll know when we meet them, won't we?"
"Oh, I'm just worried, aren't I?"
"What's there to worry about?"
"I'm just concerned about having rural relatives; they might frequently come to take advantage of us."
"Isn't that girl Xiangxiang's sister? How could someone Xiangxiang knows be wrong?"
"Ah, right, right, right, how could I forget that? If it's someone Xiangxiang knows, there shouldn't be any mistake."
"Stop overthinking. Go get dressed properly, don't lose your manners."
"Uh, I know."
