Tong Yao shook her head disapprovingly. "For You Jia and your Aunt Ni Lu, you shouldn't spar with her. If you can tolerate it, then tolerate it. If you can avoid it, then avoid it."
You Jia leaned forward to look at Tong Yao. "Mom, don't worry. I won't let Ai Ni suffer any grievances."
Tong Yao glanced at the study room door and said softly, "When your dad is around, don't call me Mom, or he'll start scolding you again. Over the years, you've been scolded so much, it breaks my heart watching. But if I openly defend you, then your dad will get even more worked up… You Jia, after you and Ni'er get married, don't avoid coming back just because you're afraid of his lectures…"
As Tong Yao spoke, her eyes reddened.
Ai Ni hugged her shoulders, sobbing. "Mom, we'll come back regularly. This time, we're running around so much because we've just gotten engaged and have so many people to visit. It'll settle down after this period."
