Sun Mei stood up and pulled the two children close to her, gently comforting them, "Don't listen to your Aunt Hu Zi. Your uncle and I would never abandon you."
At this point, the children's eyes were already red; they stared at Sun Mei and nodded.
Zhao Zhitong glanced at Hu Zi's wife, then at her mother, before running to her two brothers' side and whispering to them, "You guys, don't listen to Aunt Hu Zi's nonsense. Her words are like farts."
Hearing her daughter speak so bluntly, Sun Mei glared helplessly at Zhao Zhitong. "What nonsense are you spouting?"
"It just means her words stink," Zhao Zhitong shrugged, laughed cheerfully, then made a funny face at Sun Mei and ran off to help with the wheat.
Hu Zi's wife, however, didn't think she had said anything wrong. She continued, addressing Sun Mei, "Sun Mei, I'm not wrong. I'm telling the truth. It's good for the children to hear this. It will teach them that they need to be filial, or they'll be struck by lightning!"
