"Are you scolding me for the sake of Flower Yu Ling?" Jiang Qingya's lips trembled, and tears the size of beans kept rolling down, making her look pitiful.

　　My brother immediately reached out and hugged Jiang Qingya's shoulders, patting her gently.

　　'Xiao Ya, it's okay.' There was a moment of hesitation on my mother's face.

　　She looked guilty as she glanced at Jiang Qingya and then at me.

　　I put down my chopsticks and sighed.

　　'When I was a child, I envied the kids in the village who were scolded and beaten by their parents.

　　I wished that one day I could have parents who would scold me and give me a beating when I misbehaved.' I glanced at my mother and laughed at myself.

　　'Now that I finally have a mother, it's a shame that she treats me politely and considerately, like a guest.

　　I don't know if I will ever have the opportunity to experience the warmth of scolding and beating in the future."

　　"My mother: 'Wu wu wu, I deserve to die, my poor child, Mom is not kind to you, Mom just doesn't know how to love you to make up for it.' My mother hugged me and cried, my brother's eyes turned red, and he stood up at a loss, wanting to come over and comfort me.

　　My sister-in-law looked at us in astonishment, wiped away her tears suddenly.

　　'Yuling, even a scolding is enviable.

　　Ah, what kind of days did you have in your childhood? Can you tell sister-in-law in detail?' So after finishing a meal, my mother and my brother cried with their heads in their hands, and my brother held my hand and promised me, 'Yuling, from now on, I will buy rabbit meat for you every day.

　　I will take you to eat lots of delicious food.' Jiang Qingya, with a distorted face, was so angry that she was almost going crazy, but no one paid attention to her.

　　After dinner, Jiang Qingya locked herself in her room, and occasionally there were banging noises of things hitting the ground inside.

　　My mother touched my head.

　　'Qingya has a bit of a temper, let her throw things, don't worry about her.' I looked at my mother in surprise.

　　'But the vases and ornaments in her room are very valuable, they can buy a lot of rice.' My mother: '...' My mother couldn't take it anymore and rushed into Jiang Qingya's room.

　　'Jiang Qingya, try throwing one more!' After a while, the door closed, and the two could be heard arguing inside.

　　I smiled faintly, hiding my abilities and fame.