Roasted Sweet Potato

Aunt Zhang chuckled, "You're an educated person, I can't argue with you. But I believe it all depends on the man's attitude. My husband never had such an attitude. When I was young, no tricks worked on him. If things got too heated, we would just have to part ways. You understand what I mean, right?"

Gu Zi nodded, accepting the tin foil from Su Shen to place the sweet potato on. She let Su Shen drizzle honey over it before wrapping it up in the foil. She glanced at him and agreed with Aunt Zhang, "It seems like you're making a lot of sense this time, Aunt Zhang."

Indeed, no matter how much she tried to maintain her rationality, if the man didn't cooperate, it was impossible to achieve harmony. Ultimately, it depended on who the other person was, and whether they were willing to be fully tolerant.

Aunt Zhang's words served as a reminder to her. She shouldn't take Su Shen's kindness for granted, but should actively reciprocate. A plan formed in her mind.