Give Love to Dad - Chapter 002

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Time flies, and Zou Bei is almost three years old under her father's doting care. Her chubby cheeks and pouty lips reveal two little dimples. She has grown teeth, braided her hair, and is wearing the little cotton-padded jacket her father bought her. She happily hops to her father's trouser leg.
"Daddy, hug me!" The little boy, who had opened his arms for a hug, looked up at his father.
The man washing sweet potatoes to feed the pigs had a smile on his clean face. He turned to look at his daughter, his eyes filled with a mixture of joy and helplessness. He washed his hands, wiped the water off his clothes, and picked up his daughter. "Beibei, can Daddy hold you for a while? I have a lot to do later!"
"No, I want a hug!" The little one pouted and clung to his dad's collar, refusing to get down. He was afraid his dad would be busy with other things and leave him alone again! Zou Bei, who always cried when his dad turned away, started hiccuping again!
The man knew his daughter was about to wail again, so he patted her and asked, "How about Beibei joins Daddy?" It was always like this; his daughter would wail for no reason, saying she was crying, but she was just pretending.
When I first started bathing my child, she was reluctant and would cling to me and not let go. But now it's different. I'm afraid that if I lose my grip on my daughter, she'll start yelling at the slightest dissatisfaction!
Hearing this together, the daughter in her arms grinned, showing her tiny teeth.
The laughter emanating from his chest was infectious. When Zou Feng heard his daughter happy, a smile spread across his face. He had no good days when his daughter was teething. She started drooling, and during that time, his precious daughter was in so much pain that she wouldn't eat. When she was being particularly fussy, Zou Feng would carry her around all day long.
I patted the dust off my daughter's bottom, walked to the doorstep and sat down. "Beibei, do you want noodles again tonight?" I asked with a smile, letting my daughter stand on my lap.
"Eat eggs, eggs. Eggs!" Every time we eat noodles, there are eggs to eat. Today at noon, we had noodles, and Zou Bei ate a small bowl! Standing on Zou Feng's lap, she reached out and grabbed her dad's mouth.
"Hiss!" Turning her head away, she placed her daughter on her lap. Why was it still the same as before? As long as her face was within her daughter's reach, she couldn't escape her clutches!
Knowing that the person who did something bad had opened their mouth, tears welled up in her tender little face. Actually, her own hands hurt too. Her father had some stubble on his face, and her hands would get red from scratching every time she scratched. It was just that Zou Feng's face was exposed to the sun all year round, so it looked very sunny. Whenever a ray of light shone on his face, it seemed to sparkle, which made Zou Bei feel very warm.
In Zou Bei's memory, there were only her father and the old ladies in the courtyard. The courtyard was a long walk from her home, and each time she went there, she had to cross mountains and ditches. She was with her father every day, and there were no other people to play with. So in Zou Bei's mind, there were probably no other children, and she had never been with anyone other than her father.
My dad's embrace is warm, and his smiling face is comforting! Only when I do something to upset him does he feel cold! And it's like he's emitting smoke??
What would Mr. Zou think if he knew that his daughter described her unhappiness as "smoking"?
Sure enough, Zou Bei didn't dare to speak when her father was angry; all she could do was pout!
Zou Feng rested his chin on the top of his daughter's head, his gaze following the weather outside, his eyes narrowing. It was winter now, and the only crops to dig up in the field were sweet potatoes. The rest of the work was feeding the two pigs. The weather in the mountains was cold, and his daughter's hands and feet would turn red from the cold every year. This year, he would buy his daughter two extra cotton-padded coats while selling the pigs.
"Alright, Beibei, let's cook sweet potatoes to feed the pigs!" Zou Feng stood up and saw his daughter staring at him without even blinking. What was she looking at? He touched his face and gave his daughter a big kiss on the forehead. Watching his daughter touch the spot where his stubble had pricked her, his chest trembled even more.
"dad…"
"Um?"
"What's wrong?" she asked softly, gently rubbing her daughter's braids.
"I want more..."
"Uh, what?" The man looked at his daughter with a face full of questions.
Seeing that her father didn't react, Zou Bei pouted and poked her lips directly at Zou Feng's face. *Prick!* Her little face was practically knotted with anger; she just couldn't figure out what her father had been laughing about. She tilted her head to see how her father would react!
This delighted Zou Feng. His daughter's expressions were so rich; he pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you still want it?"
The person who was shaking his head like a rattle-drum buried his face in Zou Feng's neck and didn't make a sound.
"Hahaha..." His daughter was a treasure; the drama unfolded every day, and his sunny, handsome face was filled with hearty laughter. His clear eyes held nothing but doting affection.
Despite the laughter, the work still had to be done. Zou Feng placed his daughter by the sink and rubbed the sweet potatoes with a stick to wash off the dirt before putting them in a pot to cook. Once cooked, they would be fed to the pigs. These were all cut into several pieces, some good and some big, some used as seeds. The father and daughter would also cook and eat the sweeter ones, but their daughter didn't seem to like them much.
Carrying the bucket, I walked towards the pigpen, followed by my daughter's trotting footsteps. "Beibei, slow down." The kitchen was only a dozen meters away from the pigpen, all dirt. Falling wouldn't hurt much, but my howling would be deafening.
Zou Feng put down the bucket and waited for his daughter to catch up. He took her hand and carried the pig feed towards the pigpen. When they reached the door, he wouldn't let his daughter go in. The place inside was small. He wasn't afraid of getting dirty, but it was winter now, and it would be too cold to bathe Beibei. It would be a problem if she caught a cold.
"No, Dad, go in, go in!" After saying that, he tried his best to push his way in. His brows furrowed and cracks appeared on his usually resolute face. This little guy, sigh, it's hard to stop him when he's carrying things. First, I'm afraid he'll fall, and second, he's really hard to control when he starts making a fuss.
"Hey, hey, slow down, hold on to Daddy, don't fall!" It wasn't dark, and the lights weren't on, only the faint light from the doorway shone in. Zou Feng's tall frame almost completely blocked the light. He opened the pigpen door, stepped inside, and started dumping the contents of the bucket in, one leg still being held by Zou Bei. Zou Bei, who had been craning her neck to look inside, lost her balance and fell flat on her back!
"Ugh....5555555555..." She started wailing before she could even get up after rolling over.
"It's okay, it's okay, Dad will take a bath tonight." He immediately picked the person up as soon as he closed the pigpen door.
"I told you not to come in, didn't you? Are you having a good time?" The man said, brushing the dust off his daughter, then came out with the bucket. Seeing that his daughter was alright, he began to lecture her.
"If you come in together again next time, I'll lock you in the pigsty." The threatening tone came from her father's mouth, and Zou Bei stopped crying. She squinted at her father, whose face had darkened, and remained silent.
When his daughter stopped fussing, he didn't say much either. He went to the kitchen to light the fire and cook noodles. He added water to a small pot next to him, thinking that it would be cold when she took a bath that night, so he added more water. "Beibei, come down, Dad will get the noodles." He put his daughter down. Zou Bei stood there dumbly, twisting the hem of her clothes without saying a word, tears welling up in her eyes. She looked a bit like a puppy that had been abandoned.
Zou Feng was even more helpless. His daughter was making a silent protest. Seeing her pitiful appearance, he picked her up and went upstairs to get noodles.
"Dad didn't yell at you. It's cold taking a bath now, so don't run around if you don't have to." As he explained, his breath hit Zou Bei's face directly, and she immediately stopped crying, snuggling against her father's shoulder and letting out a soft "Mmm."
After eating noodles in the evening, Zou Feng put away the bowls and chopsticks, filled a wooden basin with water, and took his daughter's hand to the small room next door. "Beibei, take your clothes off yourself." The child needs to learn to do things by herself. She's three years old now, and it's time to teach her to do things herself.
Should I consider making a small wooden bed for my daughter and putting it next to her? My daughter doesn't sleep well and keeps rubbing against me a lot, so I can't sleep well either. I don't have any extra time to satisfy my desires. When she was younger, I was too busy to think about these issues. Now that life is on track, the impulses of young people are starting to surface.
The man, lost in thought, didn't notice that his child was already completely naked. Zou Bei, seeing that her father still wasn't washing her, shivered and said, "Daddy, I'm cold." Looking up, he saw goosebumps all over his daughter's body. "Ouch, Bei Bei, get in the wooden tub." She got in, but... Zou Bei grabbed her father's collar and wouldn't let go, causing Zou Feng's body to tilt forward.
Pull any further, and she'll fall right in. With calloused hands, he pried open the collar his daughter was clutching tightly.
"Beibei, let go, Daddy will give you a bath!" Seeing that his daughter's eyes rolled around but she didn't let go, and knowing he couldn't use force because her fingers were small, he knew she would start crying again if he tried to pry them open.
"Alright, alright, I won't let go then." Zou Feng had no choice but to put one arm around his daughter's waist and use the other hand to wipe her small body with a cloth. The cloth felt like silk to his touch. Zou Feng narrowed his eyes and coughed. "I'm overthinking it, I'm overthinking it." He shook his head, trying to shake off the mess of thoughts.
It took more than ten minutes to finish showering my daughter. I dressed her and carried her to bed. I took off my coat and lay down myself. The light switch was right by the bed. The light switch in the house had a cord as its connector, and it was lit by a light bulb, which was only five watts, but much brighter than a kerosene lamp.
The man had just turned on the light switch and lay down when he felt his daughter crawling towards his chest in the darkness.
"Beibei, sleep on the bed, don't sleep on Daddy's body!" He picked up his daughter with both hands and put her under his armpits.
"5555555555555555..Sleep, sleep...Daddy!" The little short legs climbed onto the hard chest again, rubbed its head, and snorted!
The father and daughter repeated this behavior countless times, and Zou Feng was eventually defeated. There was nothing he could do; after all, she was his daughter.
The man, with his limbs spread out in a starfish shape, squinted his eyes, feeling a mix of emotions.

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