She even thought that when she married, she would find someone strong like her father, so that when she got tired from walking, she could have someone to carry her like this.
"Dad, it hurts, Dabao can't walk," Xia Dabao cooed.
Without a second word, Ye Ge squatted down in front of Xia Dabao, who promptly climbed on. Lifting Xia Dabao was a breeze for Ye Ge; it was as easy as carrying a little cat, effortless. At that moment, with Xia Dabao lying on her father's back, she forgot her pain, forgot who was around her, forgot how she fell, and knew only that she lay upon a broad shoulder like a little princess, with all the love in the world belonging to her.
No wonder the village aunties always asked her, have you ever been held by your dad, have you ever been carried by him?
Is it comfortable?
Nonsense, of course it's comfortable!
