"That's good then. Just consider it money spent to avoid trouble. As long as you finish three years of high school smoothly, your family isn't short of money anyway," someone advised.

Mrs. Zhang sighed, "Alas, it's not that I'm worried about the money, it's that I'm worried about my daughter. This child is too honest. Her father and I have spoiled her since she was little. She's out of touch with reality and doesn't understand the wickedness of people. Now that she's with me, I can still control her. But if she goes to another place in the future, I won't be able to control her even if I want to. She'll be bullied to death!"

"Then let your daughter go to a local university and marry someone from the local area. With you and Mr. Zhang keeping an eye on her, she won't be bullied," Mrs. Xie suggested with a smile.

“This is my plan. My daughter wants to go out, and I can’t just tie her up with a rope, otherwise she will hate me. But I’m really worried about her going out. If all else fails, I’ll have to run away with her.”

Mrs. Zhang sighed repeatedly, her hair turning white from worry about her youngest daughter. Her eldest son was already helping out at the company and was quite capable; in a few years, he would be able to stand on his own. Her second son was also about to graduate from university and was as shrewd as his older brother, so he wouldn't suffer any losses.

The youngest daughter, being the only child born late in life, was pampered by the whole family. Her two older brothers treated her like a treasure, protecting her from childhood to adulthood. No one dared to bully her, which fostered her innocent and naive nature.

I didn't realize there was a problem before, but in the last two years, my eldest son has been going out to do business, and my second son is studying at university in Kyoto. My daughter doesn't tell me anything, let alone her father. She's also a careless person. It wasn't until my daughter's condition changed drastically that I realized something was wrong. Sigh!

"Children are all like debt collectors. Mothers have endless worries. If you follow your child around, the child will find you annoying!" Another Mrs. Qian sighed. When it comes to children, everyone has endless complaints. Every family has a troublesome child.

Mrs. Zhang was even more worried, her face scrunched up like a bitter gourd. "That's right. Now, if I ask her a few more questions, my daughter gets annoyed. As soon as she gets home, she locks herself in her room. I don't allow her to go into her room, otherwise she'll get angry. Like this time when I went to see the teacher, she complained that I didn't discuss it with her beforehand. No matter what I do, it's wrong, and nothing pleases her."

When my daughter was little, she was well-behaved and sensible, and everyone loved her. But as she grew up, she seemed to have a rebellious streak, always going against her and never doing anything in her favor. Several times, my daughter made me so angry that I almost had a stroke. Sometimes I was so angry that I really didn't want to care anymore, but she is still my own flesh and blood. I've loved her for more than ten years, so how could I just give up and abandon her?

Absolutely impossible!

“Same here. My son is just as awful. He’s always talking about privacy. If I touch his computer, he gives me a hard time and says I don’t respect him. I’m not raising a son, I’m raising a tyrant. I’ve never had this much trouble serving my mother-in-law!” Mrs. Qian said with a sigh, also having a headache caused by her child.

The other ladies chimed in, complaining that every family has a troublesome child, mostly between ten and sixteen or seventeen years old, going through a rebellious phase of adolescence, a stage where they're prone to tantrums and causing trouble for everyone.

"In the end, it's because our living conditions are too good now. The kids have all been raised like young masters and misses. It really angered me. I'll send him to work in the mountains during the summer vacation. Let him suffer for two months and then he'll be back to his old ways!" Mrs. Qian gritted her teeth, seething with hatred.