Bai Xue was itching to curse at her mother, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she almost choked on another mouthful of herb ash water.
After struggling to swallow most of the bowl, Bai Xue pushed the crowd away and bent over to vomit it all out.
"Ugh..."
"Oh no! What if it's all for nothing?" An Hao said anxiously, "Should we, perhaps, prepare another bowl?"
Hearing about another bowl, Bai Xue was furious, "An Hao, you little hussy! Do you want to drown me?!"
"Huh?" An Hao asked deliberately, "Are you Bai Xue? Or are you not my mom, just pretending to be stupid and teasing me?"
Bai Xue didn't want to keep up the act, but An Hao's words forced her back into character, "You girl, mom rarely comes to visit, how could you treat me like this? I'm angry now, I'll go home to your father!"
"Don't!" An Hao quickly stopped her, "You'll scare him."
