Lin Yan ground her teeth in frustration, "Why is he being so despicable, sis? What's the point of living this way? The more you tolerate his bullying, the worse he becomes. You're just spoiling him. You have to manage everything as if there's no man in the house."
Chu Xiu was at a loss for words.
A family cannot lead separate lives. Once you're married, it's like this. The dreams before marriage are always crushed by reality.
How many really live happily ever after?
Just then, Bao woke up, crying with his eyes closed, his limbs flailing uncontrollably.
Gently, Chu Xiu comforted Bao, telling him to stop crying, that she would soon take him to see a doctor.
Bao seemed not to hear and kept on crying, trembling in Chu Xiu's arms.
Lin Yan watched, deeply distressed, and sighed heavily.
Chu Xiu's idea of seeing a doctor meant meeting an old man with white beard and glasses in the countryside.
As they entered, there was a strong smell of burning paper.
