"What? She doesn't even have time to sleep?! Oh, how exhausting! Can my granddaughter handle it?" Upon hearing this, Old Lady An completely panicked, hurriedly entering the room and dragging Old Master An, who was lying in bed, out. "What are you sleeping for? Niuniu doesn't even have time to sleep, and you, as her grandfather, should be thinking of a solution!"
Bewilderedly dragged out, Old Master An frowned miserably and silently stared at his spouse.
"Isn't training always like this? Zhiyan used to practice day and night frequently, and I didn't hear you complaining then?"
Old Lady An glared, "How can you compare them? Zhiyan is a boy, and Niuniu is a girl, who is naturally delicate and tender. What if she gets hurt? Oh dear, my poor precious child!"
Old Master An shrank his neck and grimly glared at An Zisheng, who was schadenfreude on the side. He originally planned to discuss Niuniu's training situation with his wife, but now, it seemed better not to say anything.
