"If you don't listen to your elders, you'll fall into a pit sooner or later."
Harano was not receptive to advice at all, stubborn as a mule. Ah Man was quite displeased with this, and as soon as she left the house, she grumbled to Ah Qing, "In my opinion, he's just a dung beetle rolling poop—no matter how high he rolls it, there's a limit. He'll never amount to anything in this life."
After muttering, she glanced at Ah Qing and saw her eyes lowered in silence. She couldn't help but exhort, "Remember to eat an extra bowl at every meal from now on. He's such a spendthrift—being a doctor yet actually paying out of his own pocket, and refusing to kowtow for a little kickback. I doubt the good days will last long. So, while we can still eat an extra bowl, we should hurry up and do so—this chance won't come again."
Ah Qing didn't nod, worry flickering in her eyes, and she asked softly, "What will he do in the future?"
