TGLC Chapter 15.1

After a while, he continued to coax the child.

He didn’t expect that this small stool would not be durable enough to sit on. He felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing this kid so prone to crying, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. But after all, he had broken the child’s favorite stool, so he quickly coaxed her.

“Then Daddy will give you a small stool as compensation, okay?”

Zhuzhu sobbed, “If you compensate me, it won’t be this little stool anymore.”

Duan Zihui thought: “So what do you want from Daddy?”

“How about Daddy compensating you with ten small stools?”

Zhuzhu: “Why do I need so many small stools? I don’t have a kindergarten at home.”

Duan Zihui replied: “You ask, and Dad will agree to anything you ask, as long as you don’t cry.”

Zhuzhu’s crying made him feel overwhelmed. He didn’t feel that annoyed, even when facing the most difficult customers.

But, he couldn’t raise his voice or scold this girl; he could only coax her.

The little patience he had in his life was probably used on her.

As soon as Zhuzhu heard that her father agreed to whatever she asked, she stopped crying immediately.

But her eyes were still red, and tear marks still lingered at the corners.

She ran to get a tissue and came back wiping her tears while blaming her father.

“Woo, woo, woo, you said you’d come the next day or two days later, but you didn’t show up. I promised the kids you’d pick me up from kindergarten, but you didn’t show up. You’re a big liar.”

Seeing that she was about to cry again, Duan Zihui’s scalp immediately went numb.

Who in his life had ever made him so ready for battle?

No, even when he was a child, he was not so nervous, even when he did something wrong and was beaten by his grandfather, the strictest person in the family.

He squatted down and looked her straight in the eyes. He put on a negotiating tone, “Zhuzhu, can you please stop crying? Children who cry a lot will be laughed at by other children.”

Zhuzhu: “I’ve already been laughed at by other kids.”

Duan Zihui: “…”

“I’ll take you to kindergarten tomorrow.”

Zhuzhu wiped her tears and snot with a tissue. Then she turned around and went to get another tissue.

“If you lie again, you… you… you… don’t come to my house anymore.”

“…Okay.”

Duan Zihui truly didn’t realize that he’d accidentally lied. After all, his words were just meant to comfort the child, and he hadn’t expected her to take them seriously.

The key was that he still didn’t know that he was wrong.

Duan Zihui is a very smart person. He always does well in whatever he puts his heart into.

He admitted that he did not pay enough attention to Xie Qingyu back then.

Now he tried to pay more attention to Zhuzhu, but found that this child really gave him a headache.

Because he didn’t know when she would suddenly have a breakdown.

She is sensitive and fragile, like a glass ball, which might break if not carefully considered.

He could only coax her patiently again.

It’s a headache.

Being a father doesn’t seem that easy.

The little girl was still crying and wiping her tears and snot.

Duan Zihui didn’t want to see her like this, so he immediately said, “I haven’t brought up your birthday present yet. Daddy will go downstairs and bring it up for you, okay?”

When the topic of toys came up, Zhuzhu immediately perked up, raised her tear-stained face, and asked, “What toys?”

Finally, unable to hold back, Duan Zihui went back and got a few tissues to wipe the tears from the little girl’s face.

Duan Zihui wasn’t a caring person; wiping a child’s tears was something he’d never do.

He never thought that one day he would have to serve his own little ancestor.

After he gently wiped her face clean, Duan Zihui couldn’t help but tease her, “You’re crying like a little cat.”

Zhuzhu: “Then you are the little cat’s father, the big cat.”

Duan Zihui couldn’t help but laugh.

After wiping her face clean, he took the child’s hand and said, “Let’s go downstairs and get your toys.”

“Okay.”

Before leaving, Zhuzhu was afraid that her mother would not be able to find her when she came out, so she called out, “Mom, Dad and I are going downstairs to get my toys. We’ll be back later.”

There was no movement from inside, no answer.

Zhuzhu understood immediately. She turned her head to her father and said, “Mom must have fallen asleep while reading again. She is always like this.”

 

 

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