Zhai Yanjun looked at the depressed mood his father was in and had an impulse to tell his father that his Aunt didn't even think about blaming him. She was definitely not someone who liked to blame others for her own circumstances. But he couldn't reveal that he had met his Aunt already. However, he could still say something.
"Dad, I don't think she'd blame you," said Zhai Yanjun. "I mean I don't think she was the kind of a person to blame others."
Zhai Kuijun squinted at his son, "How do you know that? Even if you remember her, you're too young to know her well."
"It's from what you said," he told his father with a straight face. "Didn't you just tell me that she never even complained to you about anything or anyone? How could a person like her blame others?"
