"Help my ass, it's not my house anyway." Old Lady Mo was green with envy, her heart heavy with resentment. After all, even when adding up all of the Mo family's property, they lacked the means to build a single residence.
"Heard they've got quite a spread of meat and veggies ready for when they start work tomorrow."
Mr. and Mrs. Mo Daoyan chatted excitedly, their faces alight with greed, as they remembered the feast of meat and vegetables they had last enjoyed at the Mo family, and they were still salivating at the thought.
"I'm their grandmother, wouldn't it be outrageous if I didn't help out and they didn't even offer me a meal?" Old Lady Mo stated as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Mr. and Mrs. Mo Daoyan looked at Old Lady Mo with sheepish grins, ingratiatingly suggesting, "Mother, how about we all go with you when the time comes, wouldn't that be great?"
