She had only taken two steps before she came face to face with two familiar figures.
"Mother?"
"Brother Song?"
…
Song Chongjin and Gu Zikai were standing on the outskirts of the crowd listening intently. Along with them, numerous scholars who had just finished their classes gathered around to listen in, engrossed in the full event.
At that moment, seeing Old Granny Zhang and Wang Yongzhu approaching, their expressions varied wildly, with nary a concern for the propriety expected of literati, staring unabated.
Old Granny Zhang felt a drumbeat of nerves upon seeing this situation, first glancing at her son-in-law, who was as stern-faced as ever, revealing nothing.
Then, carefully she looked at her daughter, "My girl, did I misspeak?"
Wang Yongzhu comforted her by embracing Old Granny Zhang's arm, "I think what Mother said was particularly good! Not a single mistake!"
