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No! Whether it's a toad or a frog, it's a straight frog. Don't let it be bent!
The old toad had no idea what the little toad was thinking; all it knew was to pounce on the little toad and prevent it from escaping again.
Hearing the little toad's question, the old toad burst into tears. "Son, are you still blaming your father and refusing to forgive him? It was your father who was wrong. He wronged your mother and caused you to run away from home for more than half a year. It was all your father's fault. Your father should not have doubted your mother, and your father should not have doubted that you are not my son."
The little toad felt something wet on its forehead. When it lifted its eyelids, it saw the old toad crying in front of it.
Now it was stunned again. The old toad couldn't be such a good actor. Could it be that what it said was true, and that it had really wronged its toad wife and itself?
But if it really is its toad son, how do you explain that it makes a croaking sound like a frog?
The little toad, not wanting to be eaten by the old toad, quickly came up with a clever idea and croaked twice at it.
After it finished croaking, it mustered its courage and told the old toad, "Did you hear that? I can croak like a frog."
The implication is that I am really not your biological son. Even with genetic mutations, it's not possible for two toads to produce a offspring with frog-like characteristics.
Little did it know, no sooner had it finished speaking than the old toad pounced on it again, tears falling like raindrops onto its head.
Just when it felt it was about to be overwhelmed by the old toad's tears, the old toad finally stopped crying and spoke to it, "Son, you really are my son. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have wronged your mother, and I shouldn't have doubted that you weren't my son. Look at the bumps on your body, they're just like mine. And look at your single eyelids, they're just like your mother's..."
"That's not right." Hearing this, the little toad couldn't help but interrupt the old toad, "I remember very clearly, Mom also had double eyelids."
This old toad with red, swollen eyes from crying must be suffering from dementia. His toad wife used to have very beautiful double eyelids, which he was very proud of and would tell every frog he saw. How come he now calls them single eyelids?
When the old toad heard what the little toad said, the tears that he had finally managed to hold back burst forth again. "Son, your mother has always had single eyelids. It was my fault. I was shallow. I only looked at the surface. I didn't give your mother a chance to explain, so I wronged her."
The little toad carefully examined the old toad. Judging from its appearance, it didn't seem to be lying, nor did it seem to have dementia, nor did it seem to be acting. Curious, the little toad asked the old toad, "What's going on here?"
The old toad wept again, "Son, this is a poignant yet beautiful love story. Do you really want to hear it?"
The little toad nodded vigorously, as if it had discovered the frog-like genes within its body. As it nodded, it couldn't help but croak twice more.
The little toad, afraid of upsetting the old toad, quickly shut its mouth.
The old toad listened to the little toad's two croaks and was as if it were heavenly music. After a while, it came to its senses and began to tell the little toad the poignant yet beautiful love story it had been telling.
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