Grandma said she hated him. She hated him for dragging her in front of her and telling her to bear with it.
In the past, she had wanted to endure it. He had a bad temper, so it was fine for her to endure it. Everyone had a bad temper.
However, not trusting people wasn't part of the bad temper. This was a matter of principle. She couldn't tolerate it, nor did she want to. There was even less of a need to tolerate it.
This was just a thought in her mind. She had always been unwilling to let the old man worry about her too much.
With a smile on her face, she said, "Don't worry, Grandma. I will."
The two of them talked about other topics. The atmosphere was relaxed and happy.
On the other hand, the conversation between the old man and Qiao Yushi was very serious.