Momo He faced the rare anger of Old Madam Xie and could only lower her head without daring to speak.
Old Madam Xie said, "I have endured for so many years, and now I am already fifty years old, and I don't have many good years left. Can't you endure a little longer? You really don't consider the big picture!"
Momo He finally heard it, Old Madam Xie's tone wasn't so much anger as it was disappointment.
With a consoling intention, Momo He said, "Actually, when it comes down to it, it's still the master who is at fault. If the master were a bit nicer to the mistress, perhaps the mistress wouldn't be so angry. Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, so we must still have the master appease the mistress's mood to avoid any mishaps during the ceremony."
After all, it truly was Xie Changzheng who was at fault first, and Wen Jingshu was right to hold a grudge.
