Mrs. Ye reacted like she was looking at something dirty. She frowned as she ordered Auntie Ding, "Go get the pot of fire. Don't let her into the house if she doesn't
The eldest daughter-in-law returned home after a long illness and the first thing to greet her was not concern but repugnance.
Xinghe was all the more certain Xia Meng did not have a good life.
Auntie Ding quickly returned with the pot of fire.
The pot was large and inside the pot were sagebrush and paper talismans…
They really treated Xia Meng like some kind of evil spirit.
"Light it up!" Ye Qin ordered excitedly. Auntie Ding gladly obliged and the things inside the pot combusted with a 'whoosh'.
The flames leaped up instantly, almost the height of half a grown man.
