"How could I be angry with the mother? I'm just upset with that girl, Manbao."
Yi Meng wiped her tears, "At four years old, that's not too big, but not that small either. Usually, she's well-behaved and sensible, but today she insisted on having Dalang run around with her."
"Dalang is still so young, busy day and night. As her aunt, it pains me to see it."
"You say when there's finally a moment to rest, Manbao just has to start causing a ruckus. Isn't that too thoughtless?"
Yi Meng mentioned her little daughter, her anger evident.
Qi Quanjin didn't speak immediately upon hearing this. Instead, after thinking seriously, he said, "Wife, you also said that our daughter is usually well-behaved and sensible. But today, she insists on playing. Don't you find that peculiar?"
"What's there to find peculiar? It's just that she's acted well-behaved for too long and couldn't hold it anymore, so she started acting up today!"
