"Mother, I know I was wrong, I should have told you earlier. It's my fault!" said Liuliu, using a deliberately weak tone to match her mother's scolding.
"Don't blame Liuliu. It's just a minor injury, it doesn't matter. Back at home, it's the end of the year and we have lots of pigs to slaughter, and we also need to take care of Ying. We're all busy. When I recover, I'll visit you," responded Xiaotian. His words made Liuliu's eyes shine brightly. "Has he assimilated into his role too quickly?" she thought, "Doesn't he hold a grudge? Doesn't he remember the time the Liu family forced a marriage with a knife to my throat?"
Liuliu looked at Xiaotian uncertainly, wondering if he was paying lip service to her mother. It didn't seem like it, though!
Feeling Liuliu's gaze upon him, Xiaotian looked at her and gave her a gentle smile.