No one answered because Zhao Xiue and Erlang had been living in town these past few days, and today they were nowhere to be seen.
"Lady He," Lady Zhou called out to Lady He, "what's the matter? Where are Erlang and his wife? It's so late; why haven't they come yet? What kind of mother-in-law are you? Every day you only care about eating your fill. Can't you think of anything serious?"
Lady He was scolded for no reason and could only roll her eyes.
"They didn't come back for breakfast this morning. Who knows what happened. Maybe Xiue isn't feeling well again?"
"Look at the daughter-in-law you folks picked. She's only been in the house for a few days, and it's either today she's unwell or tomorrow she's unwell, less useful than our old folks," Lady Zhou admonished Zhao Xiue in her presence, but when speaking to Lady He, she casually said, "If she's not feeling well, even Erlang becomes restless and doesn't come home."