The old sister-in-law had a face full of envy: "Oh, it's so nice to have such a son, who understands when to advance and retreat, and is sensible. He protects you in front of outsiders and privately reminds you how to live your life. If any of my useless sons were half as good as Qian'er, I wouldn't have so many white hairs now!"
As she spoke, she leaned her head toward Madam Guo: "Take a look, take a look at my white hair. Isn't it much more compared to the last time we met? All caused by my sons and daughters-in-law making me angry!"
It was rare for her to show such weakness to Madam Guo, and hearing her words, Madam Guo felt much more balanced inside.
To put it bluntly, it was because she had lost face in front of the old sister-in-law and a group of servants.
Now, the face lost in front of the servants was regained by her son, and the old sister-in-law gave her a way out, so she thought the matter was over.
