Lu Xingzhi gently rubbed Jiang Yao's head. He could not forget how panicked he was, the moment he lost sight of her.
"Take care of yourself! Always remember that! It doesn't matter what happens to me, nothing can happen to you!" Lu Xingzhi was at his wit's end.
Reluctant to scold her and hit her, there was nothing he could do except to gently persuade, hoping that she would, at the end of the day, listen and remember his words.
Having a son seemed like the better idea now, Lu Xingzhi thought, you could hit him until he listened to everything you said, but you could not do that to your daughter.
The situation was delicate. He had to choose his words carefully. What if she cried after his scolding?
Jiang Yao rested her head on his chest, avoiding his wounds. Just like an obedient school child reprimanded for her behavior, she quietly acknowledged all that Lu Xingzhi said, neither denied nor explained her actions.