When she met her father's eyes, Xia Ting grinned her teeth and didn't care about her image. She also whispered: "The year my mother left, the winter in Zizhou was very cold. The little tiger toy I like fell into the pool in the backyard. At that time, there were many servants around her. But because my uncle was closest, he didn't care about his weak body at all. He jumped into the water without hesitation to pick up the little doll for me."

Speaking of this, Xia Ting couldn't help but vent his breath again, and then whispered: "My uncle was ill in the mansion for half a month because of the cold. In fact, these years have passed, and the little doll of the original has long been pressed into the bottom of the box. It is unknown whether it can be found now, but I always remember that at that time, my uncle jumped down to help me catch the little doll without hesitation."

"Although I know that my uncle may have pityed me and lost my mother at that time, no matter whether it was pity or pain, he could not hesitate for my little doll. Now he can only kneel for two hours to save his life. I think it is worth it." At the end of the day, Xia Ting's eyes were slightly flushed.

Maybe it was thinking about the past or the mother.

Mr. Xia has long since lost his memory.

That year, his beloved wife passed away. Apart from caring about Xia Ting, he was not very concerned about other things.

In order to escape the pain of losing his wife, he was still transporting goods in Fanbian in the winter of that year and never came back.

Thinking about it now, he has indeed felt ashamed of his wife and daughter over the years.

Thinking of this, Master Xia also turned red with his eyes, trying to raise his hand to touch Xia Ting's head. He realized that he still had medicinal oil on his hands, and finally slowly took it back and sighed: "It's Daddy, I'm sorry for you two."

"Did Dad regret it all these years?" Xia Ting thought for a while, turned his head and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Xia Si thought about Xia Ting's question for a long time before speaking sourly: "Maybe at some point, I regretted it, but if you ask me, will it still be like this if I do it again? My answer is yes."

As if he was afraid that Xia Ting would not understand, Master Xia lowered his head and helped Xia Ting apply another layer of medicinal oil, and explained in a deep voice: "Listen, there is no need for the future. Now you can see clearly. If there is no one behind you, if the family is not revealed, you will be bullied and you can't even fight back, just because the other person has a high position and power, just because you don't have the backing and confidence. Things in this world are mostly so realistic."

Halfway through, Mr. Xia Si sighed again: "Before getting married to your mother, I was not dissatisfied with my identity. The powerful family didn't care about me. But after being with your mother, I didn't understand it deeply. However, whenever your mother gathered with noble girls, she would always be criticized, connotated, and even belittled because of my identity. However, your mother could not fight back, and could only pretend to be strong and smiled, indicating that she didn't care about these things."

"So, my father was actually trying to earn a job to return with his identity so as to give his mother a glory, right?" Hearing this, Xia Ting probably understood his father's psychology.

In response, Mr. Xia Si did not deny this, but nodded with a wry smile: "Well. Unfortunately, I don't have the talent to study. Even if I use the light of my family to climb from a small official, I don't know how many years it will take to climb up. Moreover, I am not that material, but I still have my own interests and talents in business. Unfortunately, when I get the title of the No. 1 business in the world, your mother has left forever. She finally didn't wait for the day when I earned her glory."

"But, listen, I really never regret it. Instead of letting her be insulted there, I still want to try it out, at least there is still chance and hope, right?" In the end, Mr. Xia's voice became ethereal and distant.

"Then..." Looking at such a father, Xia Ting thought for a while, and asked in a tentative tone: "Have you ever thought about remarrying over the years?"

It has been nearly ten years since my mother left. Although Mr. Xia Si said early in the morning that he would not renew his marriage with his daughter, Xia Ting was not sure whether he would change his mind as time passed.

Xia Si Master naturally understood that Xia Ting's tone was cautious and cautious. He sighed helplessly and said softly: "Listen, there are people who are affectionate and nostalgic in this world. Some people can marry a new love before their wife's body is cold, and some people can keep their memories with their beloved wife and spend the rest of their lives."

If it weren't for the medicinal oil on his hands, Master Xia Si wanted to touch Xia Ting's little head. Unfortunately, he raised his hand several times and fell back helplessly: "Now Dad has you and memories of your mother, this is enough, there is no need for another person."

At the end, Mr. Xia Si said softly with a smile on his face: "Listen, I'm not afraid of you making jokes when I say it. Dad has always felt that he is not worthy of your mother over the years. Even if she has been away for so long, Dad still feels that he is not worthy of her. So what I can do is probably a hundred years later, and come to her cleanly."

The eldest lady of the Ding family was a talented woman from Manzizhou, and at that time, Mr. Xia was just a gangster who ran around. If it weren't for the Xia family's family background and the family tradition was good, and the person who was the matchmaker was still Mr. Ding's former classmate, it would be impossible for this marriage to be done.

"Actually, I don't want my father to renew his marriage at all, but I'm also conflictedly afraid that my father will be lonely." Xia Ting whispered in his heart.

If possible, who wants a stepmother?

"Why can you be lonely if Daddy has you?" Seeing his little daughter acting coquettishly, Master Xia Si smiled satisfied. It's a pity that there was oil on his hands, otherwise he would touch his daughter's hair and whisper to comfort her, as if he was a child.

The father and daughter talked for a long time at night. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Master Xia didn't want Xia Ting to be too tired, and was worried about the situation ahead, so he pushed Xia Ting over to rest.

"You have enough rest and then go see your uncle. Your knee is still injured. Uncle won't blame you." Although he knew that Xia Ting was also worried about Mr. Ding's situation, Mr. Xia Si felt that none of these matters.

If the family still minds these things, it would be meaningless.

Xia Ting didn't insist anymore. After saying goodbye to his father, he simply washed and went back to rest.

Xia Ting slept until it was almost dusk when it was dawn.

The first reaction after waking up was...

My knees are sore and swollen, and it hurts even more if you move a little.
Chapter completed!