Chapter 438: Chapter 407: Still Not Fit to Be a Father (2)
He was probably overthinking again.
Song Ling sniffed a bit, a little scared of the dead rabbit, but still clinging to her, "Papa, I just said something I didn’t mean, I’m sorry, Papa."
"It’s fine."
Song Tingfan threw the dead rabbit far away, quickly and silently went down the mountain to wash his hands, squatting by the river for a while without getting up.
Is it that he can’t be a good father...
Or is he unworthy of being a father...
He’s already tried very hard...
Suddenly, a shadow fell over him. He turned to look and met the worried gaze of the woman. He pursed his lips and stood up.
"Tingfan, you’re already doing great." Lin Qiao said seriously, holding his arm.
Perhaps compared to a great father, he might be lacking a bit, but he’s gone from knowing nothing to trying, to change his own behavior.
That’s already quite remarkable.
Song Tingfan’s throat moved, and he said in a low voice, "I can’t be a good father."
He always ends up scaring the children.
He thought catching that rabbit would make the child happy.
He forgot that she was still young and afraid of such bloody things.
"Nonsense, you’re already doing well, Ling’er’s writing, the tutor recently praised it a lot." Lin Qiao intertwined her fingers with his to ease his discomfort, and said, "You care about him, that already makes you a good father."
"Don’t let this incident cause unnecessary thoughts, I’ve scared him before too, killing a fish right in front of him, he cried for a long time."
"It’s not our fault, we just need to adapt."
Hearing that she went through it too, Song Tingfan felt a bit relieved inside, he’s not a weirdo, nor is he sick, he just doesn’t understand children.
"What should I do?"
Seeing him willing to ask her, Lin Qiao was quite pleased, she smiled, "Just buy a live rabbit tomorrow, children’s attention is easily diverted."
"Just like how you were before, I casually coax..."
"Cough cough, anyway it’s easy."
Almost spilled some past secrets.
"Qiao’er." Song Tingfan suddenly called her, she looked over puzzled.
Then the man’s deep, magnetic voice, "Thank you for ’coaxing’ me."
At least it made his teenage years less miserable.
Being satisfied with just coaxing, how low must be his expectations inside, Lin Qiao pursed her lips, "Tingfan, bend down a bit."
Song Tingfan, confused, still bent down, feeling a genuine warmth on his face, the woman’s brows lifted in a smile, "Then I’ll coax you all my life."
"Tsk tsk tsk, what are you two doing, lovey-dovey on the riverbank in broad daylight, giving me goosebumps all over."
Niu Er appeared out of nowhere, carrying a hoe with a stalk of dog’s tail grass in his mouth.
Regarding this person, Lin Qiao neither disliked nor liked him, she glared at him in annoyance, "Nobody thinks you’re mute if you don’t speak."
"Oh dear, did you swallow explosives or something? I haven’t said anything yet. Come have a meal at my place today, my wife already agreed." Niu Er spat out the grass in his mouth.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Unsure why he’s so fixated on having a meal, could it be to show off his wife? Then regret it?
Cough cough cough, that’s typically the plot in romance dramas.
"We’re not going." Song Tingfan frowned displeased.
"Song Tingfan, aren’t you being petty? Although I did... a bit of wrong back then, I’ve now reflected, here, inviting you to a meal, clearing past debts."
Niu Er scratched his chest, adding, "Rest assured, I truly won’t do anything, just want to treat you to some meat."
Old folks said their wrongdoings always come back to haunt their descendants.
He can’t let his own son suffer.
Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan were ready to leave, but he hurriedly blocked them, "I’ll kneel to you for a meal." Saying that, he knelt down with a thud.
Lin Qiao: "..."
She glared in annoyance, "What exactly do you want?"
"Just inviting you for a meal, after that I promise not to appear in front of you again."
Niu Er raised his hand in a pledge, seeing they remained silent, he added, "I’m a scoundrel, but my son isn’t. Truly, my son is well-behaved."
"My own wrongs, I’ll make up for them myself."
This time Lin Qiao understood his intention, indeed it felt bizarre like the sun rising from the west, that Niu Er could go to such lengths for his child.
Quite a surprise.
"There’s no need, past matters are forgiven."
"Absolutely not, not before the meal, won’t be forgiven." Niu Er insisted stubbornly.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Now she became somewhat curious about Niu Er’s wife, unexpectedly she brought him upright.
Look at her, gone astray, but made things right at her own expense.
"Ask my husband, if he agrees, we’ll go; if not, it’s off."
