She stopped crying, looked at Lu Xinyou, and cautiously asked:
"Youyou, do you think I'm useless?"
Seeing her sad appearance, Lu Xinyou didn't know what to say for a moment.
It wasn't that she thought Warm Song was useless, but rather that their different upbringing and views made her unable to criticize Warm Song's ideas. She could only express disagreement without condemning them.
"No."
She began to comfort:
"It's right to respect your parents, but I think... your approach might be encouraging some bad practices."
Not to mention that in the present rule of law society, some parents still think about selling their own daughters to cover their sons' expenses. This is not just a bad practice; it's illegal.
Warm Song understood what Lu Xinyou meant, and gave her a bitter smile, saying:
"I know it's wrong, but I can't harden my heart, and I hate myself for being too soft."
