When I was seven years old - "Grandma, that box is obviously empty, why do you let others reach in and grab some blessing?"
"How do you know it's empty?"
"Because Gao Li said he caught a gust of wind in the box."
When I was eight years old - "Why does grandma hate Qing'er so much?! Is it because Qing'er is a child abandoned by her parents and a burden to grandma, so grandma hates Qing'er so much?!"
"No."
"That must be because Qing'er is too stupid, so grandma doesn't like her."
"No, you are the smartest child in the whole clan, but... You are also the most worrying child."
"Why?"
"Because you see it so clearly."
When I was eleven years old - "'The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it's almost dusk.' Grandma, I feel the same way every time I watch the sunset. Grandma, do you think this poem is good?"
"Not good!"
"Why?"
"There's no reason, it's just bad! You are not allowed to read such poems again!"