Although Luo Xuhua ostensibly brought his wife and child home, he stayed at Luo's house for less than a day in total and never spent the night there. Luo Aiguo felt both ashamed and guilty.
He knew that his son was becoming increasingly distant from him.
That day, it was just Luo Aiguo and Luo Xuhua, father and son, smoking by the wall and reminiscing about the past.
"Huazi, I've let your mother down." Luo Aiguo said, his face full of shame.
Luo Xuhua remained noncommittal; indeed, his father had let his mother down.
"Actually, your Aunt Qin didn't have any malicious intentions..." Luo Aiguo attempted to say some good words for Qin Hongmei, but found himself unable to continue. If Qin Hongmei didn't have malicious intentions, then everyone in the world must be a good person.
He wasn't trying to make Luo Xuhua forgive her, just hoping that if Luo Xuhua had a slightly better perception of Qin Hongmei, he might visit more often in the future.
