Every day, the phone would ring, and as soon as Tang Zhinian saw his daughter on the call, his face would turn green with rage. Raising a daughter was no fun at all, and the saying about daughters being a "comfort in old age" was nonsense. Rather, they were more like barbs piercing your hearts.
After heading off to college, no more daily phone calls to tell dad how much she missed him. Now that she's got a boyfriend, all her thoughts were consumed by him.
After hearing Tang Zhinian's complaints, Ren Li couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. What child isn't like this? Parents put in endless hard work to raise them, but in the end, they become someone else's.
Thinking of her own Chengcheng, her heart filled with the same sorrow as Tang Zhinian's. Her Little Chengcheng, whom she had labored so hard to bring into this world and raise, would eventually grow up to belong to someone else.
