Inside a car heading for the countryside, Anya weepily whined, "Look at what you've done, Mom! It's all over now! We'll be sent to the countryside!"Phoebe had been in a bad mood. Her composure crumbled even more when she heard her daughter blaming her. "I don't care if other people blame me, but I can't take it if it's from you! I've done all this for one person, and one person only—and that's you, Anya!"Anya was in no mood to understand her mother anymore. She grumbled, "I know you were doing it for me, but you didn't help me at all! You just made my life worse than before! Had we admitted our mistakes in front of Grandpa and Grandma to show we've repented, they might just give us another chance instead of banishing us to the countryside!"Phoebe felt hurt by her daughter's anger. "Oh, so you're blaming me now? You didn't admit your mistakes quickly enough either! Besides, how are we supposed to admit our mistakes in that situation? Admitting is as good as setting it in stone. Th
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