But Muniang continued, "It's my fault as well. Initially, when I saw the rice scattered all over the ground, I thought it was just ordinary rice, so I didn't think much of it and let the coachman drive over it. Only now do I realize how precious this rice actually is."
"Hmph! Good that you know!" boasted Madam Zhao, her head nearly reaching the sky.
A sly glint flashed in Muniang's eyes as she said, "If there's any blame, it's on me for not knowing the cost of firewood, rice, oil, and salt. In our household, from top to bottom, we eat this kind of rice every day. I even feared that we wouldn't be able to finish it all, so I deliberately sent several bags to Grandpa Xue and Chengzi's family. It seems I truly lack experience to not know how valuable this rice is."
