"If she didn't have to worry about my future or supporting you and Grandma, her burden would already be much lighter," Tan You said softly. "She can still manage to support Dad and Tan Yue."
Tan Deming's assessment was fair. "Your dad... working away from home is truly hard on him, but he's also truly lazy and a glutton."
"I wouldn't call him a glutton, but he's definitely lazy," Tan You chuckled. "But no matter how lazy he is, doesn't Mom drag him out to work every single day? Going to construction sites to chip at rebar, going to factories to collect scrap iron—that's all hard labor, and he still does it, right?"
"So despite all his flaws, he's also genuinely suffering. I can't pretend I don't see that."
Tan Deming said, "At the end of the day, who in our family doesn't have it hard? The only exception is Tan Yue. She's still little and won't remember any of this."
