"I don't know."
"If you don't know, why are you talking nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense, I'm sharing what I know. This is the result of observations and research with several experts from the meteorological system. You wouldn't understand even if I explained."
Han Xiangning pressed on, "So, will it rain on your side tomorrow?"
If anyone else doubted Old Han's professional skills like this, Old Han would give them a good scolding.
But since the person questioning him was his daughter, and she had been doing so since she was sensible, Old Han was used to it, muttering, "No rain tomorrow."
"What about the day after tomorrow?"
"That depends on climate change, but based on the current information, it's unlikely to rain the day after tomorrow either."
"The day after that?"
"I don't know."
"One moment you say you don't know, the next you say you do. Dad, you're in your fifties, can't you be more reliable!"
