Tang Zhijun finally let out a sigh of relief. He had forgotten that Sisi was afraid of creatures like these caterpillars and worms.
"Sisi, look," Tang Zhijun removed his hand from Sisi's eyes, "Dad wasn't lying to you. That really is just a rope, not a worm."
Sisi still shook her head, sobbing hard.
"I'm not lying to you," Tang Zhijun was almost desperate. When Tang Yuxin was little and cried, it had also driven Tang Zhinian to tears, a grown man secretly wiping away his tears while holding his daughter.
Tang Zhijun had not understood then, but after having Sisi, he got it. This is the bond between father and daughter. Sisi's crying now was making him feel like weeping.
"Sisi, daddy really isn't lying to you. If I am, I'll let you ride on my back, okay?"
Tang Zhinian tried his best to console Sisi. Finally, Sisi, rubbing her teary eyes, sneaked a peek at the jar, then turned her face away. After a while, she took another look.
