Bai Xue felt sorry for her youngest daughter, yet she was also angry that she laughed at the wrong time. Even if you are habitually polite, you have to choose the right occasion, right? Laughing while burning paper, what would people think? They would say this child is cold-blooded and heartless, wouldn't they?
With so many people at home, she couldn't say too much. Despite feeling sorry, she still had to put on a show and scold her daughter a few times, "Child, do you blame your sister for lecturing you in your heart?"
Ye Qian understood immediately and pretended to sincerely admit her mistake, "Mom, I don't blame Sister, it was originally my fault."
"It's good that you know. Although your sister didn't spare you in front of so many people, you can't blame her; after all, she's doing it for your own good." Of course, Bai Xue couldn't let people think her youngest daughter was ignorant.
