Mrs. Wang was as touched as she had just been, now she felt just as frustrated.
Every medicine has its side effects.
Even foot soak herbs can be mistaken for something edible—
How unreliable the Eldest Young Madam's maid must be.
Mrs. Wang felt the medicine in her hand was heavy.
Her feet had smelled for years, occasionally itchy, washing them two or three times a day was a bit troublesome, but otherwise it wasn't a problem. However, if it led to any mishap, it would be too late for regrets.
She still wanted to live a few more years.
Seeing Mrs. Wang silent, Xingxing said, "Remember to soak your feet."
Mrs. Wang, "... ."
"Is it really for soaking feet?" Her voice was a little shaky.
"It really is, I wouldn't lie to you," Xingxing nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Mrs. Wang was exhausted.
After thanking Xingxing, she happily left.
Mrs. Wang stood there, and Hongxiu approached, saying, "Does Mrs. Wang want to soak her feet?"
"Let's give it a try," Mrs. Wang said.
