Her dad's words made Zhouzhou's nose tingle, and her eyes began to redden.
Grandma Qin chimed in, "Exactly, there's no lasting grudge between father and daughter. You yourself said it was just a competition, right? And if you don't take it seriously, then what's the point of competing? Winning wouldn't even feel satisfying."
"Besides, didn't you eliminate him? You two are even now," Grandpa Qin added, giving her chubby little arm a gentle squeeze. "Don't let a small hurt turn into a big one. It's the New Year. If you're unhappy now, the whole year will go poorly."
As soon as she heard that, Zhouzhou panicked. She couldn't sit still and immediately jumped off her chair, sprinting out the door on her short little legs.
"I'll go apologize to Sharp Tongue Daddy right now!"
Dad was right. Mom was gone, and if she didn't comfort Sharp Tongue Daddy, he'd be all alone. How pitiful would that be?
With that thought, she ran even faster, disappearing in an instant.