The old man had no idea that the little girl in front of him that barely came up to his waist had already started calculating against him the instant they met. So, when he heard Su Tang say all that, he really couldn't help but retort.
"It's true that your biological father seems to be an unworthy man. But, in fact, there are tens of thousands of men all over the world, and every man is different. You can't judge all the men of the world just because you have seen one man. It shows your thinking is not comprehensive enough." When the old man heard Su Tang saying what she did, he couldn't help but instruct her a bit.
"Master Song may be right. Perhaps not all men are like that."
"I used to think that all the men in the world were like my father. Since he is the man closest to me, his influence on my perspective is naturally great."
"However, when I met Master Song today, for the first time I saw that there was also a different kind of man in this world."
"However, I have only seen two men so it's hard for me to judge. In this world, are there more men like father, or more men like Master Song? Maybe it's just as you said, and there are tens of thousands of men, all different from each other."
"Meeting Master Song today has relieved some of the depression and pain in this little girl's heart. It turns out that maybe I was just unlucky to meet a father like mine. Perhaps not all men in the world are like that? Although I still think that it is very likely that most of them are the same as my father. Maybe I would have to meet them to know."
When the old man heard Su Tang's words, he was a bit speechless. "Little girl, why do you speak so elegantly? Does that mean that you have to personally meet every man yourself before you can judge which kind of man is more common in the world?"
Su Tang blinked innocently when she heard the old man say this. "Don't I need to? How else could I dare to say which conclusion is correct?"
"Actually, after I heard your story from Brother Pengmo the other day, I've been thinking about this question. If I want to find out whether there are more men in this world like my father or men like you, your lordship. And also, what can I do to find out?"
"Then I figured it out. If I meet all the men in the world, I would be able to reach a conclusion. Master Song, do you think I'm right?"
Song Yi looked at the little girl's shining eyes staring up at him, seeming to be waiting for his answer, and he froze for a moment. He found that he seemed to be unable to retort the little girl's conclusion in a satisfactory way.
"But there's no way for you to meet all the men in the world so, even though you could reach a conclusion with this method, it isn't realistic." Song Yi finally gave that answer to Su Tang.
Su Tang pondered his words for a moment before saying, "You're right, after I gave it some thought I also felt that it was too unrealistic. Just like how I wish I could wear a silver bracelet every day, but I don't have enough money to buy one. So I have to make money before I can buy the silver bracelet. The silver bracelet is my ideal, but making money is my reality."
Song Yi finally seemed to understand something and he said, "Little girl, you've been talking in circles, what are you trying to get at..."
"Well, Master Song your ideal should be your wife. You may still fantasize about how warm and content your life was when your wife was still around, but that is just a beautiful fantasy of yours."
"The reality is that Brother Pengmo is a terrible cook who can't make clothes. And Master Song, it seems that you've lost some weight, so your cotton-padded clothes will no longer fit properly and, when winter comes, it will be very cold."
"If her ladyship were alive, she would probably be angry that your lordship did not take better care of yourself, perhaps she would even twist your ear as a reminder."
Su Tang had said a lot of things just now, even she lost track of how many circles she talked herself in, but her ultimate goal was always to persuade Master Song.
Su Tang just wanted to tell Song Yi that his affection was something very good and also something very rare, but in the end, the people who were still alive also had an obligation to live well.