Ruan Xia, who had been silent, was incensed by these words. Although Song Tingshenâs great-aunt was scolding her granddaughter, her words showed that she was already thinking that Little Wang had bullied her granddaughter.
After all, there were two children playing here, and Little Wang wasnât the one crying right now. In their eyes, whoever cried was the innocent party.
Since Ruan Xia knew that Song Tingshen didnât like his relatives, she held Little Wang and said to Song Tingshen with a cold face, âHusband, come handle this matter. You know our sonâs character. Heâs more well-behaved than anyone else when heâs a guest. If he really bullied her, weâll discipline him!â
âAiya, itâs not a big deal. Little kids are always naughty and like to roughhouse. Itâll be fine after a while.â
âYeah, itâs normal for boys to be naughtier. Come on, letâs eat.â
âTingshenâs wife, this really isnât a big deal...â
Who knows how distantly related these relatives were to Song Tingshen? They were all trying to smooth things over. Although these relatives had already set their minds on believing that Little Wang was too naughty and had made a little girl cry, they didnât think it was a big deal. From their perspective, it was normal for there to be conflicts and quarrels between little kids. All of their kids and the kids that they knew had squabble with other kids.
Ruan Xia just stared at Song Tingshen. She quietly asked Little Wang, âBaby, what happened? Tell me.â
She had experienced being wrongfully accused too as a kid. Little kids had feelings. It felt awful to be accused to have done something that you hadnât done. And, it felt even worse when your parents didnât believe in you. Or perhaps, they believed their children, but for the sake of so-called adultâs dignity, they would rather their children bear the burden of being guilty for something they didnât do.
Little Wang carefully looked at his mom. His lips wobbled. Feeling wronged, he stretched out his arm to show the red marks on his wrist. âShe wanted my bracelets. I didnât want to give them to her because grandma gave them to me. She tried to grab them from me and hurt my wrist.. Mom, Iâm not lying.â
Ruan Xia was sure that he wasnât lying. Little Wang had the same white and tender skin as the original owner, and there were still marks on his wrist.
What was wrong with this family? The great-aunt stroked her sonâs gold bracelets, the little girl tried to snatch them off of him...
These were Song Tingshenâs relatives, and now one of them had acted so blatantly. She stared at Song Tingshen. She wanted to see his response.
Song Tingshen, who had been silent, chuckled. He walked over to the little girl, slightly leaned over, and asked, âIs what he said true?â
The little girl shook her head while sounding choked up. âI didnât!â
âEn, so you really donât want those gold bracelets, right?â
The little girl pouted. It looked as if she was going to cry again. âI donât want them. I didnât try to take them from home. He pushed me and hit me.â
Song Tingshen nodded. He warmly said, âUncle was thinking of buying you a pair of gold bracelets, but since you donât want them, never mind then.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
The little girl and Song Tingshenâs great-aunt were utterly stunned.
âI...â The little girl was young after all. She was eager to say something, but her mom harshly pinched her on her butt, so she could only cry harder.
Song Tingshen said to Ruan Xia, âXiaxia, letâs drop this. My great-auntâs family members are very honest people. They wouldnât be after a childâs gold bracelets. Itâs not like theyâre so poor that theyâve lost their minds.â