Ye Hua hesitated.
Though she had cared about face her whole life, this was about her son's future, and concerning oneself with dignity and face now was just absurd.
Her son definitely won't be able to return to the city soon, and here on the farm, she noticed his feet were blistered, and when he returned this afternoon, he was so exhausted he barely wanted to speak.
If he hadn't eaten something to recover a bit, her son probably wouldn't have wanted to talk to her at all.
If he could actually get a job in the county town as a worker, that wouldn't be bad since being a worker is much more comfortable than being a farmer.
Even if there's work in the workshop, can it be more tiring than farming?
She really hadn't considered seeking help from Jiang Xiaoxiao, given Jiang Xiaoxiao's attitude towards her. They're practically enemies now, approaching her wouldn't be asking for ridicule.
She had long considered her daughter as never born.
