"Xiaoxiao, it's Mom!" Chen Wenxiang said amiably, "Today is the ritual for your grandmother; will you come back and see her?"
Bai Xiao was startled, and her smile quickly vanished from her face.
Ye Huang watched her, anger welling up in his eyes: Were the Bai family members about to bully Bai Xiao again?!
Chen Wenxiang continued, "This year is the seventh anniversary of your grandmother's passing. The fortune teller said we should bring her home for a visit. We've already held the rituals for three days, and they're ending now. Come and kowtow to your grandmother!"
"Okay," Bai Xiao agreed.
She wasn't a superstitious person, but she was willing to show filial piety to her grandmother in any way possible.
Whether it was to be seen by others or by the heavens, she was willing.
"Alright then, come over now! Don't rush, take your time; we'll wait for you," Chen Wenxiang advised with a laugh, her voice full of maternal grace.
