Their daughter had lashed out at them many times, telling them not to be so weak, not to give them money and let them walk all over them.
But her husband was dutiful, and because she loved him and couldn't bear to see him caught in the middle, she kept persuading her daughter to endure it.
The phrase she and her husband said most often was that it's a blessing to suffer losses; money is external, and as one family, they should not be petty, but live in harmony for true fortune.
She kept backing down.
But instead of gratitude, they only pressed her harder.
Her father passed away, and she wasn't able to see him one last time.
Her daughter left behind a letter of accusation and ran away from home.
It was only when she read the letter that she realized how much her daughter had suffered over the years, how much resentment was in her heart.
She felt sorry for her daughter.
