Su Sanmei felt a lump in her throat and nodded obediently. "Thank you, Father. I've always been happy."
For a child, she had endured something she shouldn't have, but she had, and she felt happy, too, knowing that her family loved her back.
Even when Su Chong and Su Hua were mentally impaired, they knew to dote on her as a sister. They never knew what to do, but what she asked them to do, they always did well.
Even her youngest sister was loving her in her own way. She had learned it already, but pretended not to know it for her sake. She had known it all along.
So, with so much love, she had always been happy.
Su Xiaoling lowered her eyes and smiled slightly.
Su Sanlang stroked Su Xiaolu's hair and looked into her lively and beautiful eyes. He said gently, "Xialu, you have to grow up happy too."
