I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The night is cold and the stars are sparse.

Back in the bedroom, Yu Hui didn't rush to bathe her daughter. Instead, she squatted down, looked her daughter in the eye, and asked, "What did you do to Brother Wusheng?"

Yu Yao blinked and said crisply, "No."

"Why didn't he play with you? Did he go to do his homework?"

What?

Did you hear me wrong?

Isn't it a given that students should focus on their studies?
What's the problem?
"I don't know. Brother Martial Saint is acting a bit strange today."

There are no six ears here.

Yu Hui no longer needed to suppress her emotions and asked, "What's strange about it?"

"He just asked me how I knew that Sister Shurui's father went to a very far place."

The little girl spoke such a long passage without any hesitation, her pronunciation was clear and her expression fluent.

Yu Hui was stunned.

Yes.

She also found it unbelievable.

She didn't even know that the other person's father had passed away.

"Yaoyao, who told you?"

Look.

Even the mother was kept in the dark.

Yu Yao may be young, but she's not stupid. She treats different people differently. She gave a different answer to the same question to Yu Hui.

"It was the Taoist priest who told me."

"Nonsense!"

Without hesitation, Yu Hui scolded her daughter, then grabbed her soft shoulders and said sternly, "Children shouldn't lie, you know? No, neither children nor adults should lie!"

“It really was my grandfather who told me.”

Seeing that her daughter was still trying to argue, Yu Hui's expression became even more stern. "Grandpa Daoist may not have even met Sister Shurui, so how could he tell you that Sister Shurui's father went to a very far place?"

"It really was Grandpa Taoist who taught me."

Yu Hui was furious that her daughter was unrepentant and instinctively wanted to "educate" her. She knew that a doting mother often spoils her child and was well aware of the importance of family education. But just as she was about to take action, she suddenly remembered something and her anger faltered.

"...Did Grandpa Taoist 'teach' you?"

She noticed a change in her daughter's word choice.

Yu Yao nodded vigorously, "Yes, Mommy."

Yu Hui frowned slightly, as if she had sensed something, and grabbed her daughter's shoulders, "You mean, the method that Grandpa Daoist taught you, you used this method to find out that Sister Shurui's father went to a very far place?"

Yu Yao smiled, her eyes crinkling, and said, "Yes. That's it!"

That's how children are; even if they are misunderstood by their mothers or almost beaten, they will unconditionally forgive their parents.

Yu Hui was stunned.

What religion did the old Taoist priest teach his daughter?
She was completely unaware of it.

She thought her daughter had only learned some martial arts for physical fitness—

Also.

On the mountain, my daughter spent half her time with the old Taoist priest. She had no idea what he had learned from her.

After learning the truth, Yu Hui's view of her daughter changed.

"Mommy, Daddy isn't coming back, is he?"

Yu Yao asked.

Yu Hui became increasingly silent, even hesitant to meet her daughter's gaze, and awkwardly looked away.

"Mommy just said that adults shouldn't lie."

The clear, innocent voice of a child was like the sharpest weapon in the world, piercing Yu Hui's heart. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out; she only felt a sharp pain in her heart.

"It's okay."

A soft little hand stroked Yu Hui's cheek. "Yao Yao doesn't blame Mommy. Grandpa said that as long as Yao Yao doesn't forget Daddy, Daddy won't disappear."

Yu Hui's lips trembled slightly and lost their color.

In her opinion, and in the opinion of society, Luo Han was utterly wicked and deserved to die.

But for Yao Yao, Luo Han is a good father who is willing to spend time and energy taking her to Disneyland.

At this point, should you tell your daughter that her good father is actually a devil in human skin?
too cruel.

"Yao Yao".

Yu Hui raised her cold hand, grasped her daughter's wrist, and tried to force a smile, but her voice was still hoarse, "Shall we forget about Daddy?"

The little girl smiled; logically, she should have been able to understand the pain of separation and death, but her reaction didn't resemble someone who had just learned of her father's death.
"Mommy can just forget about it." These simple words struck Yu Hui like a thunderbolt. She was stunned and stared blankly at her daughter, speechless for a long time.

"Mommy, let's go take a bath."

Yu Yao said nonchalantly.

It wasn't just the martial arts master's imagination; even the mother was somewhat absent-minded at this moment, being led to her feet like a puppet by her daughter, and entering the bathroom like a walking corpse.

"Mommy, can we install this where we live? It's so comfortable."

The little girl looked up at the overhead spray canopy; the water felt like velvet, a top-notch experience for both the eyes and the touch.

"Our economic situation does not allow it."

Yu Hui, her emotions in turmoil, gradually took off her clothes and replied unconsciously.

“We have money now, Sister Liuli gave me gold.”

Yu Yao said quickly.

Yu Hui couldn't help but smile. Her attention was diverted, and she squatted down to help her daughter take off her clothes.

"Mommy, I can do it myself."

The little girl refused to help, demonstrating her independent character.

"Even with gold, it wouldn't be enough. It's too complicated to store this. Wouldn't washing a wooden tub be just as good?"

"But Mommy isn't feeling well. I want Mommy to feel better."

The little girl's crisp voice left Yu Hui speechless once again. She touched her daughter's face, and under the sophisticated lighting that mimicked nature, she revealed a captivating smile.

"Mommy is already very happy to have Yaoyao with her."

The little girl giggled, "Yaoyao too."

Children are young and ignorant, yet this is the happiest time of their lives.

No.

This girl clearly knows everything.

In the luxurious bathroom, Yu Hui removed her solid-color seamless bra and high-waisted panties.

"Wow."

The little girl gasped and looked up at her mother, seemingly exclaiming in surprise.

The mother didn't seem to mind and gently asked, "Do you want Mommy to help you wash?"

"No. I'm all grown up now, I can wash myself."

The little girl resolutely refused.

Yu Hui's gaze and mood gradually calmed down. She loosened her hair and tossed it aside.

"Mommy..."

"Ok?"

"Mommy, can I touch it, please..."

The little girl pleaded.

"What are you touching?"

Yu Hui turned her head, understood from her daughter's eyes, and immediately changed her expression, "Wash your own."

"Just touch it, just once."

Yu Yao pleaded.

Children have very simple ways of thinking.

She really wanted to touch something, and there was only one possibility: that thing must look really nice to touch.

On the mountain, due to limited conditions, the mother and daughter never bathed together.

"Quiet, or Mommy will hit you!"

"Mommy..."

Yu Hui perfectly exemplifies what it means to keep one's word.

"Clap clap clap-"

A crisp slapping sound soon echoed in the bathroom, mixed with the little girl's cry of pain.

Yu Hui set an example for all mothers, taking action when necessary and never spoiling their children.

"Ouch, Mommy, don't hit me! It hurts!"

"Want to touch me again? Want to touch me again?"

Blindly indulging children is certainly not advisable, but is parenting too strict?

"My daughter is still so young, what's wrong with just touching her?" (End of Chapter)