Laicai said guiltily, "I really messed up today. Didn't I just want to find a smart and adaptable wife so Grandmother wouldn't have to worry anymore? When I first saw her, I thought she was like a wooden block. I was afraid she would be like... like my mother, like a millstone that won't turn unless you push it. So I was worried..."
Juhua looked at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and shook her head. "Alright, stop talking about your mother. She has changed a lot now. If you keep talking about her, people will think I taught you to say that. No parent in the world is truly at fault. Instead of spending time complaining about her, it'd be better if you worked harder to make something of yourself."
Laicai nodded.
