However, the boy did not seem anxious at all. He continued to hold the baby every day with great patience.
The hunter's wife could not help sighing to see him like this.
He was just a young boy, but he was unexpectedly good at taking care of another person.
Was he so patient with the baby girl because she was actually his daughter?
After setting the table, the hunter's wife walked to the front door to see if her husband had returned.
She stood in the doorway for a while, looking around. If her husband was not back yet, she would ask the boy to eat first; after all, he was at the age marked by physical growth spurts, and he needed to take care of the baby, too.
Just when she was about to turn away, she spotted her husband in the distance, trudging along the trail that led to their house.
She opened her mouth to call out to him, but paused when she saw the person on his back.
