The building where Xiaohua lived did not have an elevator. Not many commercial buildings built in this era had elevators. Fortunately, the building was not tall. Xiaohua lived on the 5th floor. Lu Zhan carried He Yan up to the 5th floor in one go.
The door was opened by Xiaohua's aunt. When she saw He Yan, she asked in surprise, "Kang An's father, why did you come over with your injured leg?"
He Yan stood on one leg at the door and explained, "I missed Kang An, so I came to see the child."
The aunt called into the house, "Kang'an, your father is here."
When Kang An heard her aunt calling her, she replied from her room, "Oh, I know. I'm doing my new doll's hair. You can let the toy dad go back to his own home. I don't want to play with him today."
He Yan was heartbroken. He had only been away for a few days, and his daughter already had no feelings for him anymore. She didn't want him, her toy dad, anymore after having a new baby. Wait... why did he equate himself with a toy?
"Toy Dad? Your daughter's nickname for you is quite unique."
Lu Zhan looked at him calmly, trying to see a hint of embarrassment on his face.
"Kids this age love to yell and shout, you don't understand, do you?"
He acted as if to say, "I won't discuss this with you since you don't have children, and you don't understand anything."
“I don’t have children, but I know a lot of people who do. I’ve never heard their kids call them ‘Toy Dad.’”
Lu Zhan grinned and said, "Haha, toy dad, so you're just a giant human-shaped toy to your daughter."
Lu Zhan patted He Yan on the shoulder and continued, "Buddy, you have a long way to go. It's like a 20,000-mile Long March, and you haven't even taken the first step. You haven't handled the big issues, and you haven't handled the small ones either."
After Lu Zhan left, He Yan skipped into the house. Kang An usually slept with Xiao Hua. Xiao Hua had turned her room into a playroom, so if she didn't go out during the day, she would play in her playroom. Xiao Hua studied and read in her room. She was very well-behaved. She knew that her mother's studying and reading were important things, so she never bothered her mother. She would play by herself in the playroom.
If you need anything, just go to Auntie.
Every time Xiaohua saw Kang'an being so well-behaved and sensible, she felt a mix of bittersweet emotions. She vowed to work hard and make her precious daughter a rich second-generation heiress, someone who could live a life of endless ease and comfort, without needing any passion or ambition, just being happy every day.
When He Yan came in, Kang An was intently braiding the hair of her new dolls.
"Kang An's dad is here!" He Yan said with a big smile.
Kang An didn't even look up, and said in a childish voice, "Toy Daddy, go back to your own home. Don't stay in our house anymore."
He Yanxin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly asked, "What's wrong, baby? Why don't you want Daddy to play with you? Did Mommy say something to you?"
Forgive him for his current petty mindset. The child suddenly doesn't need him anymore and even wants him to go back and not stay here. He's thinking that maybe Xiaohua said something to him. In the end, Kang'an only listens to Xiaohua.
"No, Mom didn't tell me anything. It's just that I don't want you to be here anymore."
Children don't lie; they say what's on their minds.
He Yan knelt nervously beside Kang An with difficulty and asked, "Why? Did your father do something wrong? Did he upset you?"
Kang An didn't even look up, answering He Yan's questions while fiddling with the new toys Xiao Hua had bought for her.
"No, it's just that I'm tired of it. My mom buys me new toys every now and then, so I don't want the old ones anymore."
Kang An is not a particularly nostalgic child. Apart from his deep affection for his mother, he doesn't have much affection for anything else. To put it bluntly, he is a bit fickle. Xiao Hua has noticed this problem with him, but she doesn't think it's a problem that deserves special attention.
It's just that she only likes the toys for a few days before she gets tired of them. If she doesn't like them, will Xiaohua just buy her new ones?
He Yanzhen never expected that in the child's mind, she was just like a toy, with no special value whatsoever.
Suddenly, I felt pathetic. Just a few days ago, I was smug, thinking that my child recognized me. Now, I realize that she just treated him as a talking, walking toy that could follow her instructions. After playing with him for a few days, she realized, "Oh, this big toy is nothing special." When her mother bought her a new toy, she got tired of this big human-shaped toy.
He Yan grabbed Kang An's shoulder and said excitedly, "Baby, I'm your dad, not a toy. Do you know what a dad is? He's someone who loves you as much as your mom does. Every child has a mom and dad, and you have a mom and dad too."
He Yan's behavior seriously affected her dressing up her new dolls. Kang An waved her little hands wildly and struggled: "Ugh, you're so annoying! I don't want you as my dad anymore. I only need my mom. Mom said that every child is happy as long as she has her mother's love. It doesn't matter whether her dad is there or not."
Kang An had asked Xiao Hua this question before: why didn't she have a father, while other children did? Xiao Hua's explanation was that some children have neither a father nor a mother, but you at least have a mother. Your mother loves you enough and only loves you, so you are already very lucky. A father is something that doesn't matter; you can have him or not.
Kang An thought about it and realized that she was happy even without her father, so she felt that her father was something that didn't really matter whether she had him or not.
"That's really what your mother told you." He Yan frowned. He hadn't expected Ye Xiaohua to educate her child like that, planting the seeds of hatred in the child's heart.
Kang An nodded: "That's right!"
"Bang bang bang! Ye Xiaohua, open the door for me, I have something to say to you."
Ye Xiaohua was doing physics problems when He Yan disturbed her. Frustrated, she scratched her head and went to open the door, looking impatient: "What the hell are you doing? Are you sick in the head?!"
He Yan's expression was equally unfriendly. He grabbed Ye Xiaohua's wrist and angrily questioned her, "We should resolve our own issues. Why did you drag the child into this and plant seeds of hatred in such a young child? This will only ruin the child."
He was talking nonsense, and Xiaohua looked completely bewildered.
"Are you crazy? How could a child this young know what hatred is? Who did I teach her to hate?"
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