"Oh my goodness! Fourth Wife of Jing, what are you doing?" Second Auntie had come to the Jie Family home to make lunch, and her expression changed the moment she saw Qin Mei in the courtyard. "Fourth Wife of Jing, you're in your post-miscarriage confinement! How can you be out here in the courtyard in the wind? And look, you're not even wearing a hat! Women in confinement are the most delicate. It'll be terrible if you develop chronic problems from this. And you, Jing Si! You're not even trying to talk some sense into your wife? How can you have the nerve to just sit there reading? If she gets sick, she'll be the one suffering, but you won't have an easy time of it either."
Jie Jingchen glanced at Second Auntie, then looked at Qin Mei, and finally said with a troubled expression, "Second Auntie, she's very headstrong. She doesn't listen to me."
Holding a medicinal herb, Qin Mei looked up at Jie Jingchen. 'Is he trying to shift the blame to me?'
