The world is broken, the cubs mend it

It was very hot at noon, and there were many people selling ice cream with boxes on their backs on both sides of the street.

Yuanyuan lay on her father's shoulder, looking at the children eating ice cream. Her round almond eyes revealed envy, and she couldn't help smacking her lips.

"Want to eat?"

Chen Jiahe noticed her little action out of the corner of his eye, and the little one's eyes were almost glued to the ice cream box.

"Don't eat..."

Yuanyuan shook her head and turned to look to the other side, her chubby face squeezing her little mouth.

People’s eyes cannot lie, especially children’s.

Chen Jiahe recalls going to the market with his parents when he was a child. At that time, the streets were even more chaotic than they are now, and famine occurred from time to time.

When he saw snack stalls on the street, he couldn't help but keep looking at them, and he was beaten for looking too much.

His parents didn't buy it for him at that time, but now he can buy it for his own children.

An ice cream cost ten cents, and he felt particularly painful when buying it. He took out the wrinkled coin and handed it to the stall owner.

“Isn’t one dime too much?”

Yuanyuan took the ice cream and took a lick. It tasted sweet.

"Do you know how much a dime is?"

Chen Jiahe thought anything that cost money was expensive, but he couldn't bear to see the longing look in his child's eyes.

"do not know…"

“Then why do you think it’s expensive?”

“You can’t waste money.”

This is what Dad often said. Yuanyuan heard it so many times that she remembered it deeply.

"No waste, eat it with confidence."

Chen Jiahe's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he felt inexplicably sad after hearing such an ordinary sentence.

Including the compensation, the family’s savings were not much, so he had to work hard to earn more money.

Not only should you be less calculative when spending money for your children, but you should also be less calculative when spending money for yourself.

"Daddy eats too."

Yuanyuan handed the ice cream to his mouth. It was hot and Dad was sweating a lot.

Chen Jiahe did not refuse and took a light bite. To be honest, he had never eaten ice cream before. Apart from the icy taste, it was actually not much different from sugar water.

"You eat it yourself. I don't like it."

Every time a child takes a bite, you have to feed him a bite. It’s such a small piece, he will turn his head away and stop eating. The more sweet food he eats, the thirstier he will become.

Seeing that he refused to eat any more, Yuanyuan ate it all herself, holding the flat popsicle stick in her hand.

Chen Jiahe bought a black piglet and then took the child home.

This trip cost him a lot of money. On the way back, he kept calculating in his head and seemed absent-minded.

The news that the child was his biological son also spread, and many people were happy for him, saying that it was due to his good fortune in his previous life.

However, Aunt Wang, who had been holding a grudge against him for a long time, said a lot of sarcastic things about him behind his back.

Chen Jiahe renovated the abandoned pigsty, cut some wood from the woods, set up new stakes, and put the piglets he had bought in.

The coarse grains that were used to feed the old ox can be used to feed pigs. Add some mulberry leaves and cook them together, and the piglets will enjoy the food very much.

When Yuanyuan saw his father carrying a bucket to feed the pigs, he also followed him diligently.

My father held me in his arms and scooped out pig food for me, and I had a lot of fun.

Every time this happened, Chen Jiahe felt helpless and at a loss.

"What do you see there?"

He pointed to a place outside the pigpen, picked up the bucket while the child was looking, and poured all the pig feed into the trough.

Dad's movements were as fast as the wind. When Yuanyuan reacted, he was already confused. He held the empty gourd ladle in his hand and pouted.

"Cheater Dad..."

"You are too stupid."

Chen Jiahe carried the bucket and carried her back to the house. She treated feeding the pigs as a game and she had to feed them until a certain time.

"Ahhhh..."

The child's first cry came suddenly, and he cried loudly, muttering that he was deceiving children.

"..."

She has experienced a lot since they first met, and she has never cried like this even when she had an argument with Aunt Wang.

Chen Jiahe thought she was different from other children and she would not make trouble.

Unexpectedly, she would make a fuss as terrible as other children, grabbing his clothes and crying heart-wrenchingly.

He had never been coaxed by anyone and wasn't good at speaking. When he saw the child crying with tears and snot, he moved his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"What's there to cry about..."

He wasn't complaining, he just didn't understand why she was crying.

After hearing this, Yuanyuan cried even harder. She stopped lying on him and leaned back to fall backwards.

"Hey…"

Chen Jiahe was so scared that he quickly held her head. Why did she want to lie down on the ground?

"Don't cry..."

When the child is making a fuss, he won't listen to anything he says, especially words that can't even be considered comforting.

Seeing that she was making a fuss, Chen Jiahe was afraid that she would really hit her head on the ground, so he had to carry her back and put her on the bed.

The little guy lifted the quilt to cover his head, cried for a while, then lifted the quilt again and found that he was the only one left in the room.

Dad left her and went away.

"..."

Yuanyuan pursed her lips tightly. Not only did her father not coax her, he also left her alone in the dark room.

Chen Jiahe is more of an action-oriented person than a language-oriented person. He didn't know how to talk to stop the child from crying, so he went out to find something that could make the child happy.

About ten minutes later, he came back from outside.

The crying in the house had stopped. Except for cooking at night, he basically didn't light the kerosene lamp at home at other times.

"Yuanyuan?"

Chen Jiahe thought the child had fallen asleep from crying himself tired, so for safety reasons he lit a kerosene lamp and went in to check.

As soon as I entered the room, I found the child sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking towards the door with tears in his eyes.

"Why aren't you talking if you haven't slept yet?"

"..."

When Yuanyuan saw him, she pursed her lips even tighter and was determined to have a cold war with her father.

"Still angry?"

Although Chen Jiahe was a child himself, he is not very able to understand other people's emotions, and all his questions are sincere.

"You lied..."

Yuanyuan was still too young. After a few seconds of silence, she began to condemn him indignantly.

"Ah...I...lied to you..."

After Chen Jiahe said this stiffly, he began to feel tired for himself.

It seems that his mouth is particularly effective only when it comes to poking at other people's feelings, but he is extremely stupid at critical moments.

"..."

Yuanyuan's eyes widened when she heard his words. At such a young age, she deeply experienced what it felt like to be speechless.

Her father's self-righteous attitude left her no room to maneuver.

Sincerity is indeed a killer move, it either kills yourself or kills others.

"By the way, look at this."

Chen Jiahe took out a small glowing bottle and gave it to her. It contained fireflies that he had just caught outside.

In the summer nights, fireflies are everywhere, and putting them in a bottle is like a night light.

When Yuanyuan took the glowing bottle, her eyes lit up instantly, and she grinned, focusing all her attention on the fireflies.

"..."

Seeing her smile, Chen Jiahe also felt relieved. Coaxing a child is more tiring than doing farm work.