Shen Miao was in a good mood. She boiled a big pot of water to treat herself and hummed a song as she washed herself in a secluded spot.
At the same time, Da Bao quietly left his younger siblings and went to Qing Chen's room.
"Father," Da Bao called softly.
Qingchen was lying on the stone bed with her eyes closed, contemplating life. Hearing the sound, she opened her eyes and saw Dabao next to her. She asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Da Bao twisted the animal hide between his fingers, his face filled with unease and anxiety.
Qingchen didn't urge him, but just waited quietly.
Finally, Da Bao spoke, his voice weak, "Daddy, am I a very bad boy?"
"How could that be? Da Bao is great. He's taking good care of his younger siblings for Daddy." Qing Chen felt a little sorry for Da Bao, who was always very strong and steady as the eldest child.
I don't know what happened to make him so upset.
Tears welled up in Da Bao's eyes. "But I can't call out 'Mother.' Er Bao and the others have called out, but I can't."
Hearing this, Qingchen finally understood. He realized that this matter was very important to Dabao. He had not yet fully accepted Shenmiao's change, but his younger siblings had. This left him feeling confused and bewildered, unsure of what to do, and even starting to doubt himself.
"Dabao, listen to your father. It's okay. No one will force you to call her 'Mom,' and neither will I, understand?"
Qingchen cupped Dabao's cheeks and spoke slowly and deliberately.
With Qingchen's comforting words, Da Bao's anxious heart gradually calmed down.
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