Wan Lu simply focused on eating her meal, Xiao Man also subtly understood that this matter was a sore spot for everyone present, so she didn't interrupt. No one replied for a moment, and Madam Xing seemed unperturbed, muttering, "Such a good child, she must be reborn into a better life... Thankfully, the wife has also let go of her troubles, she will be happy to know."
Madam Xing choked up and wiped away her tears.
Wan Lu's throat tightened, and she forcefully swallowed a mouthful of rice, grumbling, "You're intentionally upsetting me while I eat, so I'll leave this last bite."
After speaking, she haphazardly ate a few more bites, and then started to clear up, with Xiao Man coming over to help. The two of them quickly tidied up the corridor.
Yingmei Temple was extremely poor, and after dark, aside from the two dim oil lamps kept alight in the front hall where the Buddha was worshiped, there was no lighting anywhere else.
