Li Yao was about to nod, but found that he should act ignorant now.
So Li Qiao explained to him: "Every baby has a father and a mother, but some fathers or mothers may not be with us."
"What about me? Do I have a father too?" Li Yao pretended to be very curious.
He once wondered if his mother treated him that way because she didn't like his father, but later he realized that the woman simply didn't love him and even hated him, nothing else mattered.
"Of course the baby has a father." Li Qiao said firmly.
"But, baby's daddy has turned into a star and will always watch over you in the sky."
Li Yao felt no emotion at all.
This kind of lies to deceive children is so fake.
But the two-year-old "he" would believe it.
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The Zhou family has a good family tradition. That night, the three of them came to the door and brought two boxes of children's milk.
Their family runs a pork factory. Zhou's father made his fortune by being a pig butcher. He is a big and strong man, and is really "strong".
The little fat boy Zhou Zilong's eyes were red and swollen. I don't know how long he had been crying. He must have been beaten.
Li Qiao didn't want to accept the gift, but the family was very impatient and apologized profusely, then left without waiting for her to refuse.
Li Yao took the initiative to carry the two boxes of milk to the unused small room.
He said he would keep it for himself because he accepted the apology and considered Zhou Zilong his friend.
In fact, the little boy tore open the cardboard box with an expressionless face, opened a can of milk and poured it into the toilet.
He took a sip of the second can and poured it out.
It tastes terrible, he thought.
Friend, he doesn't need it.
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