Qiao Duo'er thought carefully and felt that her temperament was not bad, only that her bottom lines were clear. Above those lines, she was easy to talk to, but once crossed, she would immediately turn her face and refuse to recognize anyone.
There was nothing wrong with that, to not fight for what one should, to not get angry when one should—that would be being a pushover.
If one chose to be a pushover, then they shouldn't complain when dogs always stared at them.
"I'll practice some more."
Wang Clan picked up another piece of rolled mooncake dough, this time handling it with the utmost care.
If she failed to make it right again, she would even despise herself for being foolish.
Thankfully this time she didn't tear the mooncake dough nor did she squeeze the filling out, though when compared to others' mooncakes, there was still a bit of a difference.
The mooncakes made by others were round and delicate, while hers were crooked and lopsided.