At home, the boy was treated like a fragile, breakable, dissolvable treasure. He could do whatever he wanted and no one would say anything to him.
In the end, Ming Li couldn't help herself. "Didn't he just take a couple of tangerines?" she said. "What of it? He is still a child who doesn't know any better."
Madame Ruan's face was cold. "My words are for the sake of the child. You are the elders, so you should reprimand him if he does anything wrong. That way, he won't go down the wrong path when he grows up!"
Seeing that Madame Ruan's face was cold and that her tone was obviously unhappy, Ming Li lowered her eyes and stopped talking.
Second Ruan Aunt's eyes flashed darkly. She grabbed the three tangerines and placed them in the boy's hand and then pushed him in front of Ling Tianya. "Bao'er, let's return the tangerines to Small Aunty and not make Grandmother angry."
