Chapter 10

She had experience in picking up bottles and scraps to sell for money. When that woman raised her, she used to keep herself alive this way because that fierce woman never gave her any food or cash to buy food. The kind neighbors, aunties, and uncles saw that she was pitiful and frail and occasionally sent something to her to eat.

But even so, Yinyin still had to eat two meals a day at least. She used to pick bottles and scraps and sell them for money. She could save that money to buy one fifty yuan package of bread and two ten yuan sweets at the convenience store at the community's entrance. This was the only luxury that Yinyin could enjoy at that time.

So in the eyes of the three-year-old girl, picking up garbage could make a lot of money and be enough for lots of things, which was the best way she could think of!

"Uncle system, am I not awesome!" It was hard to tell Dad about these things. So, when Yinyin thinks of these solutions, she shows them off in front of the system. She was a straightforward child, and she could support herself!

Luo Sheng was stunned and saw the bright light in the little dumpling's eyes. She was very excited as if she would pick up the bag right now and go out to pick up bottles to raise her father as soon as he said OK.

Mrs. Luo looked at her from the side, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry simultaneously. These conversations swept away the shadow of gloom due to the car accident that had happened to her husband before.

This little child was a little sweetheart. She didn't know how Mr. and Mrs. Bai taught her before. Listening to her talking like this was leaving a bitter-sweet sensation in her. She deliberately changed her expression to look jealous and said. "Your father has no money to spend when we would be bankrupt, and your grandmother has no money to spend either so that she will starve. Does Yinyin want to raise her father and not her grandmother?"

After listening, little dumpling puckered up her eyebrows and began to calculate with her little chubby fingers. She said to herself, "A bottle can bring in a dime, 30 can be picked up in a day, only 30…."

Yinyin frowned slightly. According to her previous experience, the bottles are not easy to pick up and sell now. One can only sell one for one dime. 'What can I do with only thirty a day?'

She thought for a moment, "Either everyone eats less or leave the portion of YinYin to grandma."

When she said this, the little dumpling was feeling very entangled and painful. She knew the taste of starvation, but her grandmother was so kind to her. She nodded her little head; afraid grandma jealous, she hurriedly said: "Daddy has a big body, so he needs to eat more."

This is what her father had told her before. Her father had said that she needed to eat more when she was growing. The little dumpling applied the same theory but replaced herself with her father's growing body.

She was afraid that her grandma would be jealous. Adults would always say that they have a more considerable body, so grandma would have to understand!

Mrs. Luo: "…"

She looked at the little dumpling's eyes and didn't know whether it was her son who had a black or red face, but she couldn't help laughing without making a sound, "Well, it's true, your father is still growing. You do care for your father!"

The little dumpling kicked out her small chest proudly and held her tiny head high. That's is indeed true! YinYin is the best daughter, and dad likes her the best!

Due to the innocent and lovely girl's talk, the ward's previous depressed environment had turned warm and happy.

The family of three waited in the hospital. Even the dinner was eaten in the hospital. After dinner, the little dumpling pestered her father to play the clapping hand game with her. She thought that her father would be impatient and would tell her to shut up and get lost because her father hated those who annoyed him the most. The little dumpling is very careful when she tries to act coquettish with him and tries not to bug him too much. She was ready to be rejected by her father. She then saw her father wring his brows, and she quickly put on a short pose with her chubby hand and said, "Daddy's busy, so it doesn't matter, YinYin will play on her own."

The man twisted his eyebrows and kept silent for a while. He raised his huge hand and looked at it. He hesitated for a time and then asked, "How can I play?"

Mrs. Luo: "…"

Mommy darling, today, the sun has risen from the West. She couldn't come out of her shock for a while. Her son was willing to play games with children???

Is this still the bully who had no patience at all?

The little dumpling did not overthink; her pair of sparkling eyes we filled with surprise: "Daddy, you want to play with me?"

After saying that, she didn't wait for Dad's reply. For fear that Dad would take his words back, she quickly stretched out her little chubby paw to hold her dad's big hand in hers and said, "Dad, when I come out of here, you have to do it like this."

"If you can't do that, you'll lose. Dad, if Dad loses, he has to let Yinyin pinch his nose!" said Yinyin

The little hands held the man's big hand with a severe expression, and in her soft and waxy voice was echoing in the cold hospital ward. Those cold white sheets and white walls seem to have turned into pink, yellow and colorful.

The little dumpling asked Dad if he memorized this? Luo Sheng raised his hand stiffly, but his face was full of ruffian-like expressions, "Tut, it's so simple, who wouldn't?"

Tuanzi clapped, "Yeah, dad is the best! Then, let's begin!"

Mrs. Luo watched from behind, watching her son play with her granddaughter.

"Haha, dad is wrong!"

"Dad, you're wrong again!"

"Daddy is so stupid! Yinyin will teach you!"

"Dad, bring your face here, lower it a little; I can't reach it." The little dumpling raised her shorthand high and still could not reach the man's nose. She asked him to lower his head again. She wanted to pinch dad's nose as punishment!

The soft little hand pinched his straight nose. It's soft. She pinched him thoughtfully.

"Let go of it."

"Dad, don't move. YinYin has to pinch you three more times. Dad has lost four times in all!" This was a clever group of father and daughter who knew how to settle accounts!

Luosheng: "…"

After pinching, The little dumpling stood up from the bed to come in level with her father's head. She leaned over, held his face in two tiny claws, and shouted at his nose, "it doesn't hurt. I will pinch gently!"

Luosheng: "…"

Dad's face was hurting, OK?

Mrs. Luo: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

The little dumpling's daily life was perfect. She started to feel sleepy before nine o'clock and placed her little head on the bed. She was a little tired and confused.

She still forced herself to stay up and didn't fall asleep. After several rounds of searching, she didn't see her father. She asked her grandmother where he was.

Luo Sheng entered the door just this time; the little dumpling pounced on him, stretched out her chubby claws, and said adorably, "Daddy, hug."

In the previous game of clapping hands, there was a promise that the loser would listen to the winner's demands all day, Luo sheng was impatient, but he still picked up the little dumpling obediently.

The little dumpling wrapped her arms around his neck, "Daddy, YinYin is so sleepy."

Then he fell asleep in his arms, breathing calmly with a sweet smell of milk.

For a moment, Luosheng sat on the bed with his body stiff. The little dumpling was holding on to his clothes tightly. She seemed to be uneasy even when sleeping and was holding firmly in his arms.

To find a comfortable sleeping position, she turned he face and adjusted her work even in her deep sleep, her small mouth slightly open, breathing gently like a bit of kitten.

Luo sheng wanted to put the little dumpling on the bed. He didn't know what to do, so he just let her sleep in his arms. He was half-leaning on the single bed in the hospital.

When she woke up the next day, she was holding her father's clothes. The nurse told her that her grandfather was awake!

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Ward.

Mr. Luo was still wearing an oxygen mask. He was pale and weak. Mrs. Luo was holding his hand and talking.

Seeing the little dumpling come in with a man's shirt in her hand, looking a bit lost, as if she hadn't woken up yet. Mr. Luo beckoned for the little dumpling to come closer.

Mrs. Luo smiled and said to her husband, "Thanks to our Yinyin, she's such a lucky little star for us; she saved you from Yama[The Death God]. The doctor also said that he would not have saved your life if not brought in time. They all said that it was children's aura. You see, is that not true?"

The little dumpling finally woke up, rubbed her eyes, stood in front of the hospital bed, looked severe, and said to Grandpa, "Grandpa, you need to get better soon."

Mr. Luo was touched. He only felt that the child could never hurt people. His eyes looking at her were no different from those on his granddaughter.

Yinyin thought about it, frowned, and looked at him thoughtfully. "Yinyin needs to raise father and grandmother by picking up the bottles, but she can't raise grandfather. Grandpa needs to get better soon and pick bottles with Yinyin." She focused hard on her little head. "It's up to you!"

Mr. Luo: "…"

He moved by something he didn't even know.

Mrs.Luo was so amused by these words that she acted as if bursting into tears and chimed in: "Lao Luo, she didn't say anything wrong. It would help if you got better soon. Otherwise, we will have four members. We only have enough to feed three of us; we three eat steamed bread and steamed bun; you will have to drink cold water!"

Mr. Luo: "…"