So, when their grandson visited, the old woman couldn't treat him the same way as she used to treat Qin Xue.
When her husband talked about it now, perhaps he was hoping to place their hopes and energy on this grandchild.
"I later discovered that Xue, that girl, was actually quite nice to her younger brother.
When I ask you to treat him well, it doesn't mean there is no gap between me and them.
I want you to do so in order to let Xue rest in peace."
The old man explained his reasons, afraid that his wife would fail to understand.
"I know what to do. He is him, his mother is his mother. I won't let my dissatisfaction with his mother affect him. Can you rest assured now?"
The old lady stared at her husband with a somewhat choked expression.
Regardless of what she thought, that boy was still her blood grandson. What could she possibly do to him?
"That's good, we're getting old, and we can't control their affairs like we used to. We should not meddle in their lives anymore."