While appreciating the beauty, Sun Lifang felt a pang of emotion—
I had such good judgment back then.
In the silent embrace, Zhou Yunshi spoke, "I asked for three days off for Yaya, should that be enough?"
Actually, he wasn't sure how many days he needed to take the leave.
Because his wife was too strict with their daughter's upbringing.
This is her restricted area; she cannot move an inch.
“Okay, I’ll call the teacher if I need anything.” Sun Lifang didn’t plan to force her daughter to practice day and night.
Moreover, Zhou Xinya works very hard; every night when she gets home, she asks Jiang Meimei to massage her legs.
If they work very hard, their parents won't need to pressure them anymore.
This is just the initial stage; we'll start with the basics.
When Zhou Xinya started elementary school, she had even less time to go out and play.
By the way, where's your daughter?
It should be tidied up by now, right? It's been inside for so long.
Thinking of Sun Lifang, she let go of the man and turned around to see the little girl leaning against the door frame, covering her mouth and laughing.
When she looked over, Zhou Xinya could no longer hold back her laughter. She ran over to Zhou Yunshi, stretched out her little hand to him, and bounced around a couple of times.
"I want a hug too! I want a hug too!"
Zhou Xinya is like a child with no legs in front of her elderly father, always being carried around by him.
I brought them home from school, and now I have to take them out shopping.
Thinking of this, Sun Lifang became curious, "Yaya, do you always ask your dad to carry you at the school gate?"
The imposing big sister of the kindergarten is actually a sweetheart.
It's funny to think about.
“Of course not.” Zhou Xinya climbed onto her father’s shoulder, tilted her little head and said righteously, “I only let Dad carry me after I got out of the car.”
"Right? Dad?"
"Hmm." Zhou Yunshi released his wife's hand and straightened his daughter's back.
Even while being held, Zhou Xinya was restless. Sun Lifang looked over and said, "Don't move around, or you'll fall."
His tone became slightly harsher, and Zhou Xinya hugged her father tighter again, afraid to move.
After exiting the elevator, the man took Sun Lifang's hand again.
As the family of three walked towards the parking lot, Zhou Xinya observed her mother's expression.
Finding the right moment, she whispered, "Mom."
"you say."
As soon as Sun Lifang finished speaking, she felt her hand being squeezed.
She looked over and met her husband's gaze—
This means she should be gentler with her daughter.
"Go ahead and tell me."
He spoke those three words slowly, one at a time.
Zhou Xinya felt relieved, but her voice was still soft, "Mom, my legs hurt."
How could my legs not hurt if I stretch them every day?
With just one sentence, Sun Lifang understood what she meant.
Her heart immediately softened, and she said gently, "Mom isn't trying to be mean to you, she just wants you to stay still."
The husband was holding his daughter with one arm in case she fell.
This is what she's worried about, but a child wouldn't think of it.
The child just thinks you're being mean to her.
Sun Lifang felt somewhat helpless, having to explain so much in just one sentence.
Her daughter may seem carefree, but she is actually fragile and sensitive.
Zhou Xinya's legs hurt from dance practice, so she didn't want to walk and asked her father to carry her.
Because she trusts her father, she doesn't hold him with her arms when he holds her and moves around freely.
This is a bit awkward.
Girls are a bit more delicate and emotionally sensitive.
Sun Lifang also noticed it, but didn't know how to handle it.
“Kids are like that, just ignore her and it will pass.” This thought suddenly popped into Sun Lifang’s mind.
But the thought was fleeting; she realized she was wrong.
But I've already explained it, so a formal apology would be a bit much.
Just then, Zhou Yunshi suddenly spoke up.
"Yaya, do you know why Mommy is angry?" The man's voice was clear and gentle.
Zhou Xinya shook her head.
"because--"
At this point, Zhou Yunshi raised the hand that was holding his wife's hand and couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Mom is jealous."
Jealous?
Before Sun Lifang could react, the man pulled her inside.
I kissed my daughter in front of her.
"Come on, Ya Ya, give me a kiss too."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a soft, wet patch on her cheek.
The wet little mouth gave a heavy kiss, making a crisp "pop" sound.
Sun Lifang blushed and looked at the man, then pinched him.
It's already so sticky even when we're still outside.
She's not my daughter.
It's sticky all the time.
"Hahaha." Seeing her mother hit her father, Zhou Xinya hugged her father's neck and grinned happily.
Two small tiger teeth were showing.
That's great, her mother finally got angry with her father.
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