"What happened last night?"
Erya thought for a moment, shook her head and smiled, "Nothing, when he came back last night, he didn't tell me anything."
"He must be afraid you might despise him." The old lady looked deeply at Erya: "I can tell right away you're from a good family, but Arong is a poor boy. Are you truly willing to be with him? Arong is very hardworking; he earns a decent salary, but now he has to support an old woman like me and this group of girls... Arong has always worked hard to give us a good life, but one person's ability is limited... Girl, I hope you can live well with Arong, but I also know our family's situation. Being with Arong will bring pressure, you must think it through, don't let both of you fall into it, otherwise, the hurt will be even deeper. Do you... understand what grandma is saying?"
