With that, she squatted down unceremoniously and, burying her head, began to sob again.
"The twelfth month is upon us, and New Year's is just around the corner. Doesn't everyone yearn for a reunion with the family? But why now, of all times... If anything were to happen, how could we, a family of widows and orphans, carry on?"
Wen Huaren, a diligent scholar, had never seen such a scene and felt truly uneasy.
Knowing he couldn't control the situation, he hummed and hawed in pretense while cautiously retreating into the main hall. He signaled with his eyes to Chun Xi, La Mei, Qing You, and a few others to block Mrs. Ding and her daughter from entering easily. He then turned and hurried toward the backyard.
