After a long while, Madam Ruan fell to the ground with a thud. Her legs went weak, and her eyes lost focus. Her mouth trembled slightly, but her throat could not make any sound.
Tears streamed down Daya's face. She squatted down to help her up and comforted her as if she was comforting herself. "Mother, it's okay. There must be a mistake. It can't be."
Lu Erbai remained silent for a long time. His hand on the table tightened until it bled.
The old lady wiped her tears. "I've thought about it just now. We've only heard about this. Let's go back to the village and ask Scholar Tang what exactly happened. Those people who were exiled, and, and for what reason?"
She couldn't continue. Whenever the old lady mentioned the word exile, her mind would automatically think of terrible things.
