I can picture a cute, chubby little girl calling him "Daddy" in her sweet, childlike voice.
He Tingchuan's heart of steel was almost melted.
He refused to admit that he wanted her, coldly stating, "No matter what she looks like when she's born, she'll still be my daughter. I won't mind."
Yun Jin pouted; she planned to buy it herself tomorrow.
Yun Jin, who had skipped her afternoon nap and run out, couldn't stay awake any longer at three or four o'clock. She told He Tingchuan, put down the mosquito net, fanned herself a few times, and then went silent.
Seeing that she was asleep, He Tingchuan locked the door and told Aunt Gao next door. Aunt Gao smiled and nodded, staring at the locked door and glancing at it from time to time, so that the sleeping person would not get up and ask someone to open the door.
Yun Jin didn't wake up until six o'clock. She glanced at the time and saw it was 6:15. She had slept for more than two hours.
Yun Jin got up and found that the door was locked from the outside. She was about to look for the key to ask Aunt Gao, who was cooking in the hallway, to open the door when she saw a large bag of things on the dining table.
Curious, she opened it and her eyes lit up. There was a handful of sunflower seeds in her left hand, a handful of peanuts in her right, and a red date in the end. She never used to like red dates.
Now I actually think red dates are all good things; one bite and they're so sweet.
In my mouth, which had been tasteless, a hint of sweetness immediately appeared.
Looking at the other packages, there were round walnuts, open pistachios, peach shortbread, fried dough twists, cat ear-shaped pastries, and a bag of White Rabbit milk candy.
If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Chinese New Year.
These things were not bought by Yun Jin.
In this family, besides her, there was only He Tingchuan.
If I didn't buy it myself, who else could it be?
When He Tingchuan returned with dinner, he noticed the door was still locked and assumed Yun Jin was still asleep. He quietly opened the door and saw someone sitting to the side, laboriously peeling walnuts.
Seeing He Tingchuan was like seeing a savior: "Dad, it's good that you're back. Quickly help me crack these walnuts, the shells are so thick and hard to peel."
He Tingchuan's face darkened as he looked at Yun Jin, whose fingertips were bleeding.
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