"Little brother, it's me." Auntie Sun, her face hardened, stepped forward, her face plastered with a forced smile.
"Why are you back again? If the steward finds out, he definitely won't let me off. Please leave quickly." Saying this, he attempted to close the door.
Barely managing to open the door, Auntie Sun was not about to let such a good opportunity slip by. She stepped forward and used her body to forcefully keep the door open, pleading, "Little brother, considering I served Old Master Chen, could you perhaps spare some silver? Don't laugh at me, but from morning until now I haven't eaten anything. I'm very hungry, please, I beg you."
The house servant then realized that this woman had come back for money, and couldn't help but disdainfully curl his lip: "How could you have such thick skin? You scared our Old Master half to death. To not pursue your responsibility is already your hidden luck, yet you still want a reward?"