"Mom..."
Ji Churan squeaked, "I can explain..."
However, Tong Manyun did not give her a chance to explain. With a big belly, she quickly walked up and asked, "What happened? Did you hit your father?"
Ji Churan pursed her lips and did not speak.
Tong Manyun took it as her silence as a yes. She frowned and said, "What do I always tell you? It's not easy for your father to earn money and support his family. It's hard work for him to support a large family like ours. It's normal for him to have a temper. You have to be tolerant."
"Moreover, he's the father who gave you life and raised you. How can you raise your hand at your father? If others find out that you're so unfilial, how will you be able to get married in the future?"
Tong Manyun persuaded Ji Churan in a patient voice, but Jiang Yu just laughed.
She was so angry that she could not help but laugh.
This was the first time she has heard such a ridiculous argument.
