"Leave it to me, girls should be pampered." Qing Li sipped her tea, enjoying the fish her granddaughter roasted, and said pleasantly, "If Lin Daiyu had been raised like this, she wouldn't have had the tragic fate of dying heartbroken for Baoyu. Instead, the tale of Lin Daiyu uprooting the willows would be passed down through generations."
"Mom, you're right." Yu Longting agreed.
Qing Li was momentarily stunned, not reacting for quite a while.
Although Su Wan was skilled at managing her husband, making Yu Longting obediently call her 'Mom',
It was still the first time he stood by her like a son, agreeing with her.
After a while, Qing Li smiled, "Like mother, like son, I suppose."
*
Our little heroine, Lin Batian, doesn't yet have the ability to uproot willows.
Give it a few more years, and who knows.
She strolled to the door of her second uncle's room and squatted down to keep watch.
