Old Lady Mo also showed a face full of distress; this matter had thoroughly offended Auntie Tang.
It seemed that the Mo family had no way out now; they could only rely on Xiuzhi to secure the position of a concubine as soon as possible to preserve their family's wealth and honor.
"Yaner, stop being picky. Having something to eat is better than starving. We might have to endure such meals until Xiuzhi becomes a concubine."
As Old Lady Mo spoke, she picked up the chopsticks on the table and stuffed a few pieces of green vegetables into her mouth. She chewed a few times, her eyebrows furrowed. Not having eaten for a while, the greens were truly tasteless—she didn't know how she had endured it for decades.
Xiuzhi: "Don't worry. Tonight, I will speak to the General, and tomorrow, we will have meat and fish again."
Hearing this, Mo Daoyan finally burst into a smile: "My girl, you should mention it sooner. Don't let our whole family suffer!"
