C76 Don't Use My Son's Bathroom

I went back to my room. Pudding hadn't showered yet, so my mother carried her around the room.

"What's the matter, Mom?"

"Auntie is afraid that the bathroom in our room will be too bright to hurt Pudding's eyes."

Pudding had just returned, so it was normal for my mother to be so nervous. I smiled. "I'm fine." I didn't want to tell her how bad things Pudding had lived in these past few months