Old Master Mo: "Yaner, are you quick-witted? You go then."
"Oh my! My son gets nervous around officials, especially high-ranking ones; his legs don't obey him and keep trembling." Mo Daoyan really wanted to seize this opportunity for his son's future, but facing Old Lady Mo's dismal appearance, his heart was filled with trepidation.
Old Master Mo: "Truly useless. At home, you're the most glib, but when it really matters, you're of no use at all."
His husband was being scolded, and Madam Ruan was slightly displeased, saying, "Eldest uncle is the most qualified to go; even he won't. Why should my husband have to go?"
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoqiang was also displeased: "Don't think I don't know why you're trying to climb the social ladder; it's just to find a better path for your sons. You reap the benefits; why should I be the one to pave the way for you?"
