Xiaowen sat silent, and I didn't know what to say to her. So Xiaowen sat silent.

I sat there, not in a daze, but with my ears out, listening carefully to the conversation between the beautiful woman and the old man.

I heard the old man say to the beautiful woman with some guilt: "Dajiao, you won't blame me me me, blame me me for making such a painful decision for you."

The beautiful woman named Dajiao said, "Father, I don't blame you. I know the reason why we have to do this. I also know the consequences of not doing this. I don't blame anyone. Who let this be...