"I know knocking over my little brother's medicine was wrong, but it wasn't on purpose. At worst, when I grow up, I'll take care of my little brother for the rest of my life. I'll work like an ox or horse for him, Humph..."
Auntie, hearing this, didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and slapped her little butt as she said, "You still know you're wrong, but what kind of attitude is that to admit a mistake? If not for your mother disciplining you, you'd be out of control, giving you a little bit of leeway and then nobody would be able to handle you, not big in size but so fiery in temper."
"You don't need to take care of your little brother. In the future, remember to be nicer to him, be more careful not to let anyone bully him. You're the older sister; you need to learn to protect your brother. Do you hear me?"
