Song Ruqi listened to this basketful of reasoning, her eyes already red. She retorted, "Grandmother, you say you don't understand, but your logic can't even fit into ten baskets."
Song Ci waved her hand with a smile: "You've been pampered and proud since a young age, and you have had good fortune. I just worry you might waste this good fortune. What I'm saying today, Grandmother hopes that in the future, when you encounter what we've just discussed, you'll handle it well."
Song Ruqi nodded: "I'll remember it."
