【The Secret to Happiness】(02)

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Chapter Two, If Love Could Be Relived
My wife, daughter, and I went to my wife's maternal grandfather's house. My wife's older siblings also arrived one after another, and we all enjoyed
a lively and sumptuous dinner. Afterwards, we returned to the hotel together. I told my wife I was going to Xiaoxue's
place and left.
This time, I wasn't nervous anymore and simply rang the doorbell. Xiaoxue opened the door,
smiled slightly when she saw me, and then let me into the house.
"Xiaoxue, have you eaten?"
"Not yet."
"Look what this is?" I took out a braised chicken from behind my back. Xiaoxue didn't speak, but stared blankly.
(I hadn't forgotten my daughter's favorite food.) "Shall we eat together? I'm hungry too." (A lie; I
had to lie constantly after returning to China—such outdated customs back home!) My daughter brought a large plate, and as before
, I dissected the whole chicken by hand, then put the neck and tail in my bowl, and
gave the two chicken thighs to my daughter. Looking at the chicken thighs in the bowl, tears welled up in Xiaoxue's eyes.
I went to wash my hands, and my daughter turned and went to the kitchen. Watching her back, I recalled an evening many years ago
.
"I'm home.
It's so late today.
Something came up at school.
Let's eat then, it's been ready for a while.
Xiaoxue, look what Daddy brought back!
Ah, it's braised chicken. It's
huge! Does Xiaoxue like it?" " Yes
, Daddy, you're so sweet.
Here, give the chicken breast to Mommy, if Mommy eats it, her pectoral muscles will become more developed!" "
Get lost, you're talking nonsense.
The chicken neck and chicken butt are mine, I sit and read all day, I need to nourish myself too."
"My darling daughter, you can eat the chicken head, nourish your little brain, hahaha."
"Hmm... I don't want to eat the chicken head, it's not tasty at all." "
Then where does Xiaoxue want to eat?" "
I want to eat the chicken leg. "
"That's not good, Xiaoxue, aren't you afraid of developing carrot legs later, that wouldn't be pretty." "
Daddy lied, he used to say eating fish roe would make you forget how to count, but I ate it and I didn't forget how to count!"
"Oh—Xiaoxue stole some fish roe!"
"So what?" she said, making a face. "
Alright, alright, the chicken leg will be for Xiaoxue from now on," Mom smoothed things over. "
Aren't you very hungry?" Xiaoxue had returned sometime earlier.
"Hmm, I'm going to start eating."
We started eating, but maybe I wasn't concentrating, because I ate for a long time without eating much.
And I didn't even know what the chicken tasted like. Xiaoxue ate very slowly too, probably also absent-minded.
After Xiaoxue cleaned up the dishes, she went to take a shower. I turned on the TV and watched it casually. Domestic
TV programs are really not good; they're all praising how good the government is, how
harmonious society is, and how happy people's lives are. This is completely different from the news I see in Canada.
It's sad that the people in China are being deceived all this time.
Xiaoxue finished showering and sat not far from me.
"Xiaoxue.
" "Hmm."
"Do you usually watch TV?"
"Occasionally."
"Tomorrow, I'll buy you a computer."
"Why do you suddenly want to buy me a computer?" "
I want Xiaoxue to learn more about the outside world. If you only read domestic newspapers and watch TV, you won't
know the truth."
Oh.
And it'll be easier for us to keep in touch later.
Okay.
Then I'll head back now.
Um—what's wrong?
You can stay in Mom's room, if it's convenient.
This... okay then.
I know my daughter longs for her father's love so much that she wants me to stay, even though she still hates me.
Go take a shower first, I'll get you some pajamas.
When I saw that white pajamas, my heart clenched. It was my favorite
pajamas, one I hadn't taken with me after the divorce, and they still kept it. This meant I had never
been forgotten; it was as if they knew I would use it someday. At that moment, I couldn't hold
back my tears.
The next day, I made breakfast for my daughter as usual. After breakfast, my daughter said she wanted to go to tutoring, but I said she shouldn't
go; going to those useless classes was just a waste of time. My daughter thought about it and agreed, and we
went to the computer mall together.
I don't know much about computers, I just listened to the salesperson's explanation. My daughter was also confused, not knowing
which brand to buy. Finally, I made the decision for my daughter: to buy her a Dell laptop. Although she preferred
the Japanese series (because they were prettier), I eventually agreed. She chose a mid-range model
, and I didn't object. Insisting on buying the most expensive one might hurt her pride.
Then we strolled around the bustling commercial street, entering many stores. My daughter just looked, but didn't
seem inclined to buy anything. I knew she didn't want to spend my money, and wasn't in the mood. When I saw
a cake shop in the distance, an idea struck me. I told my daughter to wait for me there and
walked straight to the cake shop—and so, I stayed at our old house every night, which created
opportunities for communication between my daughter and me. Every night before bed, I chatted with her, not as a father, but as
a friend. My daughter hated her father, but she couldn't hate her friend. Gradually, she
began to talk to me and slowly started to accept me.
My wife and younger daughter had already flown back to Canada, but I wanted to stay a few more days. My ex-wife is now able to be discharged from
the hospital. Although she has long passed the critical period, her road to recovery is still long and uncertain.
On the day of her discharge, my parents-in-law handled the paperwork; the fees weren't high. I offered to pay, but they
refused. My ex-wife has difficulty moving around, so I carried her upstairs. Because she needed someone to take care of her, my mother-in-law stayed behind.
I came, but my mother-in-law kicked me out; she no longer considered me her son-in-law. Looking into my daughter's expectant eyes
, my heart ached.
Two days later, my daughter called to tell me her grandmother had something to do and wouldn't be home that evening. I went to my daughter's school
to get the key, then went to the cake shop—that evening, my daughter returned, and when she opened the door, she was
stunned. The house had been completely redecorated, with balloons and flowers everywhere, five birthday cakes crowding the table
. I was lighting the candles on the cakes, and my ex-wife sat in her wheelchair beside me, smiling at my daughter. After
I lit all the candles, I dimmed the lights.
The room was filled with a warm atmosphere. My daughter stared blankly at the scene before her, as if in a dream. "
Today—Xiaoxue, consider today your birthday. Dad hasn't celebrated your birthday for five years, so
today I'm making up for it all. Please accept it!
" "Are you kidding me—" My daughter had barely finished speaking when tears streamed down her face. She dropped her schoolbag and ran
into the house.
I went to my daughter's side and hugged her as she sobbed, her head resting on the table—why were you so
good to me? Why only now? I took her hand and led her to my ex-wife, who still had
a smile on her face.
"Make a wish, preferably five."
"Okay."
My daughter closed her eyes and began to wish, then blew out all the candles. "
Happy birthday!" I grabbed a cake and slapped it at my daughter's face. My daughter cried out, instantly becoming a snowman
. She wiped most of the cake off with her hands, then grabbed a cake and attacked my face. I
had no choice but to bravely become another snowman. I didn't wipe the cake off; instead, I picked up another cake
to throw at my daughter. But she hid behind her mother, making it impossible for me to hit her. We laughed and chased each other
, making a complete mess. When I finally caught my daughter, she closed her eyes, waiting for my attack.
I put the cake down, licked my daughter's face hard with my tongue, and then ate the cake I had licked
.
Ugh, Dad! My daughter started smearing cake on my face with both hands, and I
smeared it on her face too!

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