After I killed him for 9,000 years, he was reborn.

"My dear daughter, my sweet little Shishi! Why does God treat you like this? My poor little sweetheart!"

A skinny old man who looked like a monkey sat alone in his yard, looking up at the sky, letting the wind blow his sparse half-white hair. Tears flowed from his cloudy eyes like a broken dam, flowing freely along his wrinkled cheeks.

He kept repeating, “My poor baby daughter, she lost her mother when she was young.

I, an old man, have worked so hard to play the role of both father and mother, raising her with great difficulty.

It took a lot of effort to raise my daughter into the beautiful, smart and lovable girl she is today.

But who would have thought that the damn Tong family would actually...

"Woo woo woo..."

As he spoke, he tightly grasped a wrinkled handkerchief in his trembling hands and tried desperately to wipe the tears from his face, but it seemed as if the tears could never be wiped away.

Occasionally, he would let out a few sobbing sounds, which sounded particularly miserable.

Whenever he recalled the things that made him sad, he could no longer suppress his grief and burst into tears. His cries echoed throughout the courtyard, making people feel very sad.

At this moment, Li Shiliu just stepped into the gate of Li Mansion and saw this funny but extremely sad scene. The thin old man was crying hard, with snot and tears mixed together, totally disregarding his image.

"Dad..." Li Shiliu shook his head helplessly, rubbed his forehead gently, then took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth hard, forced a smile, and shouted loudly.

At this time, Li Lianggong was blowing his nose in an ungraceful manner, completely ignoring the looks of the people around him.

However, his ears were extremely sensitive. As soon as the voice of his beloved daughter Li Shiliu reached his ears, he turned around quickly as if he had been electrocuted.

When he saw Li Shiliu, he tried hard to force a smile on his face, but that smile was uglier than crying.

Li Lianggong was seen wiping the snot from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve while shouting excitedly: "Xiao Shishi, my little baby, my dear daughter! You are finally back! Wuuuuu..." As he spoke, he couldn't help sobbing.

Just as Li Lianggong was happily preparing to get up to greet his daughter, suddenly, he seemed to be cast under a spell and froze in place without moving.

His eyes were as big as copper bells, staring at Li Shiliu's obviously bulging belly, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

After a long while, Li Lianggong came back to his senses and stammered, "Wait...wait, Xiao Shishi, what is going on?

Could it be that after the divorce, you couldn't get over it and started overeating, trying to turn your grief and anger into appetite, and ended up eating yourself too much?

Oh, my poor baby daughter...it’s all that damn Tong Wenjie’s fault!

It seems that the beating I gave him last time was too lenient. No, I must prepare a bigger sack tomorrow and teach that ungrateful bastard a lesson!"