On this day, Ding Jinshi finally found the opportunity to bring her young daughter who had just learned to speak to the small garden. She adopted a posture indicating she wanted to negotiate. "Ding Baobei, sit properly. A girl should sit with poise. Stop swinging your little pig feet!"
"Dad says life is short, so live freely. Why can’t I even swing my legs?" The little girl looked up at her mother and then corrected her, "Mom, these are legs, not pig feet. I’m not a pig!"
Ding Jinshi gritted her teeth and said, "I heard from Aunt Xi that while mom was at work yesterday, you called dad and said you wanted so pastries from the west side of town, and dad bought them for you?"
"Yeah! Baobei was hungry and dad brought back a small bag!" The little girl nodded honestly.
"I heard that the day before yesterday, you said you wanted so soda from the old uncle’s shop on the east side, and you called your dad again?" Ding Jinshi twitched her mouth slightly, "And the day before that you said you wanted so sugar figures from South Street, and your dad bought those too?"
"Yeah, mom, what’s wrong?" Ding Baobei nodded her little head.
Ding Jinshi sighed deeply, shook her head solemnly at her daughter, and said, "Sweetie, Baobei, mom is telling you, what you’re doing is not right."
"Why?" Ding Baobei pouted, her face full of confusion.
"Because your dad has to work during the day, and calling him like this will disrupt his work," Ding Jinshi earnestly explained.
"But dad said it’s okay, he said he can use the opportunity to relax," Ding Baobei replied.
Ding Jinshi spat inwardly, cursing at Ding Long for being such a daughter slave!
"In any case, it’s not allowed!" Ding Jinshi bared her teeth, "Your dad is mom’s husband. He works so hard! When I was pregnant with you, I didn’t want to trouble him like that, so why should you, a little girl, get to bother your dad like that? If mom says no, it’s no!"
Ding Jinshi felt like she was on the verge of tears; having a daughter was really a challenge, competing for affection! It wasn’t right this way—she always felt like her place in the family was slipping lower and lower, with Ding Long’s eyes barely having room for her, only for their daughter!
"Dad goes to work, mom goes to work, Baobei is at ho alone with Aunt Xi, it’s too lonely! I call dad to chat a bit and he can buy sothing back and talk with Baobei a little!" Ding Baobei thought her mom was angry, and quickly admitted, "Mom, I won’t do it again! Dad works hard for money, I understand now!"
Ding Jinshi initially planned to declare a war with her daughter for her husband’s affection, but hearing her daughter admit her mistake so thoughtfully made her feel utterly ashad.
How old was she to be competing with her daughter for affection?
Her daughter, whom she had carried for ten months, how could she compete with her?
Ding Jinshi cursed herself inwardly, understanding that her daughter felt lonely at ho, wanting dad to co ho for a little while to talk with her.
"Mom, can you give a little brother or sister? Aunt Xi’s little grandson has two little sisters, and he has company at ho. I’m so envious of him!"
The "little brother" Ding Baobei ntioned from Aunt Xi’s family was, in fact, Aunt Xi’s great-grandson. Aunt Xi had many children, and even more grandchildren. Ding Baobei had played with Aunt Xi’s grandson once. When kids play together, she probably learned then that the little brother had many little siblings, and that’s when Ding Baobei started getting envious.
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