"The teacher said that with my abilities, I'm most suited to inherit my mother's profession as a shaman."
"Nonsense!" Suizi was angry.
As a role model, he really should not.
"Isn't it true? My mother is so great, she could raise both me and my brother by herself."
In the child's eyes, a decent job is just about filling the stomach, little did she know that this comment, coming from a teacher, was demeaning.
"Your mother is indeed great, and we should take good care of her in the future. But I think she would rather you study hard and go to university."
"What good is studying? I want to be a shaman! What good is your academic excellence if you still ended up marrying my brother?"
Jiaojiao stubbornly held on to her dreams and gave Suizi another blow.
That night, after listening to Suizi's bedtime story, Jiaojiao fell asleep in her sister-in-law's warm embrace.
