The young lady was really ashamed, being told like that by a little boy, almost half her age. Her face redden from ear to ear, she felt like digging a hole deep down the earth.
"Don't be discouraged by a brat's words. I even said 'yet' at the end, right? Don't you understand what does it mean?" The young boy took his cup and went to the kitchen to take a second serving by his own.
Is his mind more mature than his age? She thought. She looked at her grandaunt to find an answer.
"He means that even if your explanation is too complicated for him now, you will be able to explain it better and more understandable, someday. That means, there is always a room to grow," the old lady ended up the pie on her plate and started indulging her usual black coffee.
"I know what he means, but being told by a kid something that I've already known feels so.... well, shameful?"
"Then, you are still at the border of common sense, your pride was hurt, right? Then, you are not lacking common sense as much as you thought before, Lynn." She smiled to her grand-niece.
The young boy came and put his cup on the table, "So, that thing is included as pride, huh?"
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