He Buning did not answer, but the inclination in his heart was very obvious.
Sang Que remained emotionally stable, "I have a foster mother. When I was young, I broke a piece of porcelain. She never scolded me. She would first come over to check if I was hurt, then together we would pick up the fragments to see if they could be repaired. If they could, she would guide me to repair them; if not, we would throw them away and go out to buy a new one to place there."
"She told me that once a problem arises, it is useless to assign blame or scold me. These actions cannot make the broken porcelain restore itself. The most important thing is to calmly handle the current situation to avoid getting cut by the shards in my panic, and then find a way to repair the porcelain or buy a new one."
He Buning gradually calmed down and picked up the water Sang Que poured for him to drink.
