The five-year-old girl cried for her mother, her grandma was coaxing her, and her grandpa held a toy bean for her.
"If Xiaozhu doesn't cry, don't cry." Grandma knelt down and helped the little girl check her tears.
"Auntie is not me, and I did not break the vase."
"It's obviously you, yet you're still making excuses"
The cane whipped her body one after another.
"Lin Zhu, I like you"
"Sorry, I don't want to fall in love"
Intention: Wishful thinking