"Mom, what are you talking about? My siblings and I never felt any hardships. We're thrilled to have parents like you. Look around this village, who else has parents like ours? Who else gets to read so many books, and eat their favorite food on their birthdays? Only our parents bear hardships without letting it affect us."
"Other families are always fighting, but not ours. If we weren't satisfied with such parents and such a home, wouldn't we be ungrateful?" Qin Jiale replied upon hearing her mother's words, holding her arm and resting her head on her shoulder. She felt truly happy to be part of such a family.
"Silly girl, isn't it a parent's duty to bring up their children? We haven't done anything extraordinary." replied Nangong Shulan, patting her youngest daughter's head. Her children were growing up and understanding the hardships of parenthood, which made her both joyous and melancholic.
