Xiao Xian had not experienced kneeling as punishment for five or six years. Hearing Mei Nian suddenly say such a thing, his knees involuntarily bent forty-five degrees, and just as his feet were about to kiss the ground, the consciousness of being a "modern person" violently woke up, reminding him of a saying that goes, "A man's knees are lined with gold," and another that says, "One may kneel to heaven and earth, and kneel to one's parents," but there was not a single saying about recklessly kneeling to someone else's ancestors.
The forty-five-degree bent knee immediately straightened back to one hundred eighty degrees, "That's not right, even Mr. Bai or Granny Mei never asked me to perform the master's salute," which implied they should not think about taking advantage of him.
