"Whether it's class A or class B, it doesn't matter," Grandma Gao said, her eyes reflecting her indifference. "These are just societal classifications, not unbreakable barriers. I don't like this kind of distinction. What matters to me is that if my grandson Gao Ming wants to be friends with Su Li, then wherever Su Li is, Gao Ming should be there too. He seems quite happy with this arrangement."
She handed a piece of pastry to Gu Zi, who accepted it and seized the opportunity to voice her thoughts. "I agree with you, Grandma Gao. Rather than constantly hoping for our children to excel, I would prefer them to be happier and value relationships more."
She paused, then continued, "Grandma Gao, I actually have a favor to ask you. It's about Su Li. On the day we went to collect his grades, I noticed that his homeroom teacher seemed to have a bone to pick with us. I later found out that her name is Zhou Hua, but I don't recall ever having any issues with her.
