The smile on the Grand Dowager's face gradually faded away, and she sighed while holding the tea. Xiqiu comforted her, "Mother, please don't worry too much."
"Alas!" She shook her head, "You are still young and don't understand the feeling of white-haired people sending off black-haired ones." After saying this, she started crying again with a handkerchief. Xiqiu knew she was thinking of Xiao Yanji, so she walked over, held the Grand Dowager's hand, and gently comforted her, "If you are really worried about Old Madam Lou, how about we visit Shouning Bo's house tomorrow? That way, you won't have to worry so much."
The Grand Dowager paused as she listened and then said, "That sounds good!" Then, she wiped her tears and looked back at Xiqiu, "Why don't you have lunch here this noon? Sheng and Xing will be returning from school soon, won't they?"
