An Junxi whispered, "Didn't I tell you not to hit the child? If I didn't come down, would you have hit Jin Xiu?"
She shouldn't help too obviously when he disciplines the child. After all, he is the head of the family, the father, and has his authority. Her meddling too much would be inappropriate.
Gu Yikun squeezed her small hand, "That kid deserved it. He's getting bolder and bolder, scaring you like this."
An Junxi felt moved and guilty hearing him say that Jin Xiu scared her. "If you put it that way, I scared you too. So, it's my fault, isn't it?"
"Xi Xi, you know I didn't mean it like that."
An Junxi knew he was worried about her, and said, "Let me talk to the child. Don't scare him, okay?" Jin Xiu will be skipping a grade to middle school next year. He's at a rebellious stage, and we can't use lecture-style discipline; we need to consider things from his perspective.
Gu Yikun didn't respond. An Junxi scratched his palm, looking at him pleadingly, "Honey..."
