Huo Tian had been kneeling in the ancestral hall for three hours. When she came out, her knees hurt so much that she felt like she was being pricked by needles every few steps.
She was too ashamed to go out. She stayed until it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner before she had no choice but to leave the room.
Along the way, everyone's gazes made her feel like they were laughing at her in private.
She was right in thinking this. After all, they, as collateral relatives, were constantly quarreling in private. You step on me, I step on you; it was definitely not friendly.
Every year, when they went back to the old manor for New Year's Eve dinner, it was always back and forth, tit for tat.
"Tiantian, come over here."
Gu Fenlan saw Huo Tian walking over with her head lowered and hurriedly waved her hand.
She felt sorry for her daughter, but she was also angry that she was insensible.
