Luo Qiao's rebuke left the woman fuming, "He's just a child. Do you really have to speak so harshly? You're a woman too, and someday you'll have children of your own. Can't you put yourself in someone else's shoes?"
Luo Qiao burst out laughing, "What you're saying is really funny. Because he's a child, he shouldn't be corrected or held accountable? If my child were raised like that, I'd be too ashamed to show my face, I'd rather crash into a block of tofu and die."
Lu Yichen put things away and came over to pull Luo Qiao back, "Enough, weren't you tired? Let's rest earlier."
He then turned and glared at the family of three, "Everyone needs to rest now. Please, no more noise. Understood?"
Frightened by the cold glare of Lu Yichen, the family, not daring to object, hurriedly climbed up and lay down. The mischievous child also calmed down. It just goes to show, it's not that children are bad, but that parents fail to act and guide properly.