Xia Hongliang obediently shrank under the air-conditioned blanket, thinking it would be great if Xia Ke could be as bold and strong as her mother in the future.
But then he remembered how he had chased after Liu Lu back in the day, and how his daughter had tagged along behind Qiao Yu ever since she was in split pants. A wave of sadness welled up inside him.
The starting point is different; how can the backbone become strong?
Xia Hongliang felt he hadn't been this overwhelmed in his entire life; indeed, when a man reaches middle age, he truly worries!
...
Early the next morning, to prevent being recognized by the neighbors, Qiao Yu took Xia Keke and ran two stops to a rice noodle shop far away to have fish noodles.
"Did Uncle Xia scold you when you went home yesterday?"
"Why would he scold me? If anyone should be scolded, it's you. Who told you to hug people just as you walked in the door?" Xia Keke replied with a mischievous smile.
