Zhu Lan refused to listen, coquettishly as usual, not saying what she wanted to stay for, just pleading energetically that she wanted to stay.
Headman Zhu was resolute as if his heart were made of iron, firmly refusing permission. But being well advanced in years, he really couldn't withstand his granddaughter's persistent nagging and wheedling. Left with no other choice, he became enraged and said, "If you stay by Ling Hua's side, you will no longer acknowledge me as your grandfather from today on."
Zhu Lan was taken aback, looking at Headman Zhu, "Grandfather, is it really that serious?"
Headman Zhu nodded solemnly, "This matter is extremely serious."
Zhu Lan's face fell, "Is there really no room for discussion?"
"I can agree to anything else, but not this, you must listen to me," said Headman Zhu with an unprecedented firmness, "In any case, you cannot stay."
Zhu Lan's mouth twisted as she was about to cry.
Headman Zhu preempted her, "Even crying won't change my mind."
