Because a character in a cartoon that the child likes very much.
That was a beautiful ballerina.
Always lifting my chin, as proud as a white swan.
Tangtang also tried to learn ballet for this.
Later I felt too tired and gave up.
But I still wrote down some of my demeanor.
...
"Tangtang!"
Mr. Tang swears humbly.
...
pity.
Like countless times before, Mr. Tang failed again.
Even this time, Mr. Tang felt that he had almost grabbed the child's tail.
...
It's an illusion.
The results are no different.
...
In the end, Mr. Tang was defeated by the tears that the children had fallen.
He no longer forces the children.
I also promised that the child would not be next time.
He will no longer force himself into the child's house.
...
"This is not more evident..."
Mr. Jiang was thinking.
"The child's room at night..."
He smiled slightly.
"Maybe there will be any discovery?"
...
Why?
Mr. Jiang was stunned.
After thinking about it, I realized that this is indeed the case.
He couldn't help but nod.
"Um."
Although……
"I didn't find it..."
certainly.
This may be his own problem.
If it were Mr. Jiang's words...
Will there be any discovery?
...
At night, Mr. Tang took Mr. Jiang to the door of his granddaughter's room again.
Since he knew that his granddaughter would not let them in easily, Mr. Tang found a reason.
...
Mr. Tang knocked on the door.
After a while, the child came out and opened the door.
...
Old Tang grinned.
"Tangtang, there are guests today, you go to the restaurant to have dinner with us."
......
The child's first reaction is to refuse.
...
"Tangtang."
Old Tang frowned.
"You are so rude."
"Look, Grandpa Jiang has come to call you in person."
"Just have a meal."
“It won’t take a long time.”
"You need a rest, too."
"Otherwise, the more you draw, the worse it will be."
...
"alright."
Mr. Tang does not give the child the chance to refuse.
He held the child's arm.
"Let's go."
"Today it's all the dishes you like."
"It's better to go down and eat as soon as you refuse our time."
“It’s finished soon.”
...
The child was pulled out of the room.
She had only had time to pull up the door of her room.
...
"sit."
Mr. Tang pressed the child in his seat.
"look."
“Are you all the food you like?”
...
"Mr. Jiang, you can sit down too."
Mr. Tang greets Mr. Jiang.
At the same time, Momo gave Mr. Jiang a wink.
...
Mr. Jiang was about to sit down.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket.
He looked at the caller ID.
"Excuse me."
"I'll take a call."
"You guys eat first."
"I'll be back soon."
...
"Go."
Mr. Tang waved his hand.
"If it's not an urgent matter, don't talk for too long."
"Tangtang is rare to come down to have a meal, and she is still in a hurry to go back to her room."
...
The child pursed his lips.
He lowered his head awkwardly.
...
Mr. Jiang smiled.
"Know."
"Tangtang."
He looked at the child.
“Eat slowly.”
“Eat more.”
"Grandpa Jiang is back soon."
"Grandpa Jiang still wants to have a meal with Tangtang."
...
Mr. Jiang walked out of the living room.
When the people in the living room could not see him, Mr. Jiang put away his cell phone.
No one called at all.
This is just a scene he and Mr. Tang acted in order to stabilize the child.
...
Mr. Jiang walked upstairs vigorously.
It was straight to the child's room.
He pushed gently.
The door is open.
Old Jiang's eyebrows raised slightly.
He touched the key in his pocket.
This was given to him by Mr. Tang.
I just worry that my child will lock the door when he leaves the room.
It seems that they are thinking too much.
...
Mr. Jiang pushed the door open and entered.
The bright sunset covered the entire room.
The light is blurred and ambiguous.
A breeze blew in the wide open windows.
The curtains on both sides shaking slightly.
...
Mr. Jiang turned on the lights in the room.
Suddenly, the vision became a little refreshed.
...
Mr. Jiang looked up at the room inch by inch.
It's almost exactly the same as what you see during the day.
Apart from……
Mr. Jiang bent down.
Pick up a ball of paper from the ground.
There are more paper balls on the ground.
Mr. Jiang opened it.
Same as you see during the day.
They are all incomplete portraits of women.
There is basically only one facial features.
Or eyes, eyebrows, or mouth...
...
Mr. Jiang picked up a few more pieces of paper and opened them.
Um.
No new patterns.
...
Mr. Jiang frowned.
Did he guess wrong?
still……
He looked at the clock on the wall in the child's house.
Not yet time?
Maybe it's going to be dark...
Mr. Jiang is not sure.
But it is indeed a possibility.
...
Mr. Jiang left the child's room.
He gently brought the door to the child's room.
...
Mr. Jiang returned to the restaurant.
Old Tang couldn't help but look at Old Jiang with anticipation.
...
Mr. Jiang shook his head slightly.
...
Old Tang's pupils suddenly shrank.
What's the meaning?
Didn't find it?
...
Mr. Tang was full of expectations.
Even speaking to my granddaughter was a little absent-minded.
Fortunately, the child himself was a little absent-minded.
Therefore, the two absent-minded people were having a smooth chat.
...
Mr. Tang pinched his hand tightly on his legs.
He took a deep breath.
The disappointment in his heart was like a tide that made him feel like suffocating.
...
Mr. Jiang smiled at the child.
"Grandpa Jiang is back."
"Why."
"Have Tangtang eaten it?"
"Just eat that little?"
Mr. Jiang looked at the dishes that had almost no movement.
He reached out to grab a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs for the child.
"Eat a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs."
...
The child was stunned when he looked at the extra sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl.
Then, a look of embarrassment appeared on the child's face.
she……
Can't eat it.
...
The child pursed his lips.
She looked at her grandfather.
...
Old Tang suddenly sensed his granddaughter's sight.
He looked up.
Soon, he understood what his granddaughter meant.
"Give it to grandpa."
Mr. Tang picked up sweet and sour pork ribs from the child’s bowl.
...
The child breathed a sigh of relief.
A small smile appeared on his face.
"grandfather."
"I've eaten."
...
"Um."
Old Tang nodded.
"Go."
...
The child smiled at Mr. Jiang.
"Grandpa Jiang, eat slowly."
...
Mr. Jiang nodded.
"good."
...
The child hurriedly left the restaurant.
Run back to the room.
...
There were only two elderly people left in the restaurant.
The atmosphere was a little solemn and dull.
...
Old Tang sighed deeply.
He looked at the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl.
It was the sweet and sour pork ribs that Mr. Jiang gave to the child just now.
“…Tangtang has a bad appetite recently.”
“I didn’t eat much.”
"We also forced her to eat more."
"She vomited."
My face was crying in a mess.
The whole person was almost thrust over.
This scared them.
After that time, they never forced their children to eat again.
...
Mr. Tang was silent.
It took a while...
Old Tang murmured, "Maybe I should find another psychologist to show Tangtang..."
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Chapter completed!