Li Huai was in a slight trance, and he didn't come to his senses for a long time.

Just then, Chen Ping'an had given the little boy a seemingly familiar feeling.

Li Huai remembered something that had happened when he was younger. One time, his mother who was peerless at arguing with others had been hit by someone, and even her face had been filled with a criss-cross of scratches. She had rolled around and wailed hysterically after arriving home, and his father who was ridiculed by their neighbors as a good-for-nothing had only been able to squat by the door in silence and frustration. 

Meanwhile, he and his sister had cried together with their mother. In the end, their mother had said that she had been blind to find herself such a cowardly man. His wife had been hit by someone, yet he still didn't dare to make a peep. Li Huai's father had remained silent the entire time. Li Huai, who had always been closer to his mother, had been so angry that he had run up to the door and furiously kicked his father in the back twice, saying that he would never view him as his father again. 

When their mother finally tired from crying, she had tucked her son and daughter into bed before holding her husband by the ear and tossing him out of the house. She had said that he could sleep in the courtyard for one night as punishment. After closing the door and blowing out the candles, however, she had told Li Huai to go out to call his father back in. 

Li Huai had been unwilling, yet he hadn't been able to withstand his mother's nagging. In the end, he could only open the door again. However, upon seeing his father still squatting there and doing nothing, Li Huai had been so enraged that he had almost turned around to leave.

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