Lu Qingqing cradled the books to her chest. "Uncle Song, it was my initiative to study; don't blame everything on Fu Yisheng."
"I'm just worried you're pushing yourself too hard!" Song Xiuluan stroked her head. "You've just come back to us, you should be enjoying life, not constantly putting pressure on yourself."
Lu Qingqing chuckled. "What pressure? Compared to the survival pressure of the masses, what is studying? Just look online, everyone says I'm at the 'end' of life. It's just that life is long, and I feel that time should not be wasted, so I want to learn a bit more. Uncle Song, you should praise me, agree with me, not stop me."
Song Xiufeng chimed in from the side. "Qingqing's right, learning more can only do her good."
On this point, he stood with his daughter.
Actually, putting aside Fu Yisheng's behavior of 'snatching' his daughter, Song Xiufeng was quite grateful to him for guiding Lu Qingqing's learning.
