Do you need help?

"It's fine." Tong Siyao saw that he was wearing a Black Veil on his sleeve. It was obvious that his family had just held a funeral, so she couldn't blame him.

When people were in grief, it was hard to avoid being absent-minded.

The man picked up the shopping bags on the ground and pushed the baby stroller across the street.

Tong Siyao glanced at the baby carriage. There was a very small baby in it. He looked even younger than Tong annian when he was just born.

This kind of child was either just born or had a congenital deficiency. It was quite pitiful to think about it.

The next morning, Tong Siyao was making breakfast in the kitchen. Tong annian walked over barefooted and drowsy. He hugged her leg and asked, " "When will daddy be back?"

"Mom doesn't know either. Have you washed your face and brushed your teeth?"

"Not yet," The child replied cutely.

Tong Siyao smiled and pinched his nose. "Still not going?"