Old Madam Yu, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help but smile to herself. After the incident, Yao Yao had learned to be smarter. She knew that a child who cried would get candy.
However, compared to Yu Jianjia, who always used the excuse of being sick to fool her father, Yao Yao had really suffered a grievance, and was much more pitiful.
Yu Youyao shook her head with tears in her eyes. "I've thought it through. The Yu family has been a scholarly family for generations. If the children in the family don't know how to read and write, they will definitely invite mockery and be looked down on by others. In the past, I was ignorant and did not understand your painstaking efforts. I've disappointed you. Father, don't worry, wait for me to make you proud." She pursed her lips slightly and looked sad. Then, she continued, "When my face recovers, I'll go to class to study. Father, don't be angry with me anymore."
