"Does Mom working to make money feel hard to you?"
Little Huzi was scared by his dad's sudden serious demeanor, and his presence seemed to dwindle, "Very hard."
"Knowing that it's hard for Mom, why don't you feel sorry for her? You just listen to whatever others say. You're already so big, don't you have any judgement? Can't you tell what's good to listen to? What should we do then?"
Little Huzi hung his head, glancing at Meng Yunhan, "Mom, I'm sorry."
Meng Yunhan looked at Little Huzi, "Mom did make some money, but as you know, it's very hard for me, and even harder for Dad. We're doing all this so you can have a better future. Say sorry to Dad too. Our Little Huzi is very sensible."
"Dad, I'm sorry."
