Ye Shuzhen wanted to argue with Dad but was held back by Ye Shuzhi, so she could only stomp her foot and reluctantly return to her room.
The yard quieted down, Hongji thoughtfully looked at the children, then slowly extinguished the oil lamp. He chose to be silent and tolerant, then went to bed and lay down to sleep.
Hongji, usually tired from work, would fall asleep as soon as he lay down, but today he did not find it as easy to doze off as usual.
This honest man was thinking about his wife, his mind in turmoil. The sudden disappearance of wooden toys, compared to Wuwa, who had been behaving unusually for months, he didn't believe his own child was a demon.
So there was only one other explanation, that there was much in this world he did not understand, this child who was just born couldn't speak but, apart from not being very mobile, acted no different from adults.