Father Yu and Mother Yu returned home furiously.
They came back early today, and Yu Anjing hadn't come home yet when they arrived.
Father Yu burst out in anger at Mother Yu: "Look at the wonderful daughter you've raised, both driving us crazy."
Mother Yu was also full of anger with nowhere to vent: "Is this my teaching? She is my daughter, indeed, but isn't she your girl too? Why are you lashing out at me? I haven't even started with you yet. Isn't her behavior a reflection of you, too? If your seed is bad, how can you blame others?"
"What do you mean a reflection of me?"
Father Yu was about to get physical: "How is it a reflection of me?"
"Isn't it just a reflection of you? There's a saying, what you sow so shall you reap; you can't plant cucumbers and expect to harvest pumpkins. Whether our children turn out good or bad, isn't it all inherited from you?"
Father Yu was so angry he was almost about to die from it.
