Pei Qin looked up at the sky, her reputation wasn't good anyway.
"Why bother with them! Who knows who will end up getting poked in the backbone!" Old Scholar Fang said with a stern face.
Grandma Fang was aggrieved and annoyed, wishing she could curse Old Pei's House to be without descendants, to fall on hard times, to beg for food—that would serve them right!
Lady Yu pulled her, "Mother! Let's hurry up and cook and eat! If they still care about their face even a little when they see the crowd gathered around, they will naturally leave!"
