Just as she said this, Yu Man felt a "crack" in her arm. Liang Canwen twisted it and the dislocated arm returned to its original position.

"Move a little."

Yu Man moved her hand and it was fine. "Thank you. I didn't expect you could fix bones. Thank you so much."

"It's okay. By the way, is your foot okay?"

"It was just a sprain, but it will be fine once it heals."

"It's getting late. Since you're fine, I'll take Yanyan away first. No need to see me off. You can rest. Yanyan will say goodbye to the teacher."

"Goodbye, teacher~"

"Bye Yanyan, see you tomorrow."

After watching the father and daughter close the door and leave, Yu Man stretched her arms again: "I really didn't expect Yanyan's father could fix bones. If it weren't for him, I would have to spend money to go to the hospital to find a doctor, huh?"

Yu Man thought of something wrong again.

"Since you know how to straighten bones, why didn't you straighten my bones first? Why did you have to change my clothes before straightening my bones?"

I scratch my head and can’t figure it out.

…

Yanyan didn't want to eat in the evening and had no appetite. Liang Canwen took his daughter to KFC for treatment, and her appetite improved immediately.

Sure enough, KFC Hospital is very useful for children with poor appetite.

When he got home, he became a nanny again. He first gave his daughter a bath, put her back to her crib, mixed the milk powder, and told her fairy tales. He coaxed her to sleep. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Liang Canwen let out a sigh, covered his daughter with a quilt, and then went to the bathroom tiredly to take a shower.

It has always been like this, no matter whether he had no money before or has money now, Liang Canwen spends every night like this when he returns home.

It’s tiring, but it’s worth it because she is his daughter, and that’s enough.

After taking a shower, Liang Canwen went back to the big bed next to the small bed and lay down, watching Douyin to fall asleep.

There was a rustling sound and the little body was shaking on the small bed.

Liang Canwen turned on the light, went over, turned his daughter who was lying on her side over to lie flat, and watched as she was crying without making any sound, her tears already wet her tender little face.

Liang Canwen wiped his daughter's tears: "What happened to Yanyan?"

Yanyan choked twice and couldn't hold it in any longer: "I miss my mom, Dad, I want my mom... I want my mom..."

He cried heart-wrenchingly, and his little body trembled as he cried.

It has been a while since the divorce. I could fool around for a few days in the first few days and didn’t miss my mother that much. Plus, with my aunt and others accompanying me every day, Yanyan was very happy. But as time went on, I realized that my mother could not be replaced by anyone else.

Yanyan really misses her mother so much.

"Yan Yan, can we video chat with my aunt?"

"No, I want my mom, mom, do you want Yanyan anymore, wuwuwu~"

Liang Canwen sighed at this question.

The divorce agreement was written by Li Xingran, and the fact that our daughter will be raised by you says it all.

I had been deceiving my daughter before, one lie covering up another lie, but it could not be covered up in the end.

At this point, even though she is only 3 years and 2 months old, Liang Canwen has to tell her the reality.

Liang Canwen caressed his daughter's wet little face with heartache.

"Yan Yan, your mother and I are divorced, which means we won't be together anymore. Your mother asked me to raise you, which means she is not fulfilling her motherly duties. From now on, you don't have a mother anymore, you only have a father."

"Mom, do you really not want me anymore?"

"right!"

For a three-year-old child, this is a very cruel reality. The first thing he or she learns when he or she just begins to understand things is that his or her mother is no longer fulfilling her motherly duties and she doesn't want him or her anymore.

"Will Daddy abandon Yanyan? Yanyan will be obedient, very obedient. She will do whatever Daddy tells her to do. Yanyan will not be picky about food anymore. Yanyan will not wet her pants anymore. Yanyan will not eat KFC anymore. Daddy, please don't abandon me, wuwuwu~"

Yanyan hugged her father tightly, cried loudly, and said loudly that she would be obedient. She was afraid that her father didn't want her anymore.

Liang Canwen kissed Yanyan on the top of her head: "Daddy will never abandon Yanyan. Yanyan will always be daddy's daughter. Daddy will love Yanyan forever. Go to sleep."

Yanyan didn't let go, for she was afraid that if she did, when she woke up it would be just like that day, with her father gone.

Liang Canwen carried his daughter back to the big bed, and coaxed her to sleep in his arms.

What others have, you should also have.

You should also have what others don't have.

Now that you have lost your mother, I, Liang Canwen, will make it up to you in other ways and give you the best childhood.

Before he knew it, Liang Canwen fell asleep.

But unknown to me, Yanyan was not asleep. She got up, picked up her father's mobile phone, entered the password to unlock it, walked out of the small door and came to the yard.

The weak body was squatting in the yard of the community, with an unwanted stray cat next to it.

One person and one cat, two small figures leaning against each other.

Yanyan looked through the address book but didn't find her mother's name. She remembered her mother's phone number and entered it.

Nowadays, a three-year-old child understands everything as long as you tell her.

Beep, beep, beep…

The phone rang and was hung up.

It rang again and I was hung up.

It rang again and was hung up again.

It rang again and was connected.

"Liang Canwen, you are crazy. Why do you keep calling me? I am singing with my sisters."

The long-lost voice of my mother came from the other end of the phone, but it was not gentle, but scolding of my father.

The little guy choked up and tears rolled down his cheeks: "Mom, I'm Yanyan."

There was silence on the other side for two seconds, and then the singing disappeared, and the sound went outside the private room.

"Yan Yan, why aren't you asleep yet? Where's your dad?"

"Dad is asleep."

"What's wrong with Liang Canwen? He just slept by himself and didn't even care about his daughter."

"I called you after daddy went to sleep."

"Yan Yan, what do you want to talk to your mother about?"

"Mom, you...are you never going to come back?"

When this question was asked, the little guy was already crying.

"Mom and Dad are divorced. Dad will raise you from now on, and Mom will pay child support."

"Did you take the initiative to give up raising Yanyan?"

After asking this question, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

Only one woman named Li Xingran came in to sing.

The person on the phone just spoke: "Mom wants you, go to bed quickly, my friend is having a birthday, and I have to go and accompany her."

"I understand. Mom doesn't want me anymore. Mom is going to accompany her friends. You will not be mine in the future..."

Before I could finish my words, the phone was hung up.

Yanyan still uttered the last few words: "You are not my mother anymore."

The look is firm.

But the tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Meow--"

The stray cat meowed and lay on Yanyan's legs. The two of them looked at the starry sky in the midsummer, listened to the summer cicadas chirping, and watched the neighbor mother lead her child home.

Yanyan wiped her tears, hugged the stray cat, jumped off the flower bed, returned home, closed the door, took out the picture books from her schoolbag, tore up all the drawings of her mother and threw them into the trash can, and also tore up all the drawings of a family of three on the wall, removing the mother and leaving only herself and her father.

After doing all this, I returned to my little bed and fell asleep with the stray cat in my arms.

A ray of light was lost in Yanyan’s young eyes—her mother.

(End of this chapter)