Muniang wiped away her disgraced tears, feeling a deep ache in her heart, and sat by the vegetable patch in the courtyard, yanking at the "weeds" in the field, handful by handful.
Qingya couldn't bear it any longer; after all, Lady personally took care of this small vegetable garden on normal days and cherished it dearly, so she still spoke up, "Lady, those are tomato seedlings."
But Muniang seemed not to hear her at all, still pulling away relentlessly, her tears rolling down.
Qingya didn't know what had happened between Lady and the master inside the house, and seeing Muniang crying so intensely, she immediately panicked, "Lady, what's wrong? Did you quarrel with the master? Please don't cry."
Qingya hurriedly passed Muniang a handkerchief to wipe her tears.
"Oh, hiding here and crying, are we? Weren't you so capable before?" He Suxue's piercing voice came through.
