This Is My Father

"The first batch of bags is ready. You will be charged automatically whenever you use them," the system said.

Then, an iron box appeared beside the oven. It was 15 centimeters long, 15 centimeters wide, and 20 centimeters deep. In it was a neat pile of brownish yellow kraft bags. Mag picked one up. It was coarse and had the words "La Zhi Roujiamo" in the middle of its front.

He turned it over and saw two golden words "Mamy Restaurant" in an arc, below which was the back of a little girl sketched in black.

The drawing was not very detailed, but one could tell at a glance that it was Amy, because the little girl was in a little dress with her short legs and cute pointy ears.

Mag nodded contentedly. "System, the little ears are really not bad." He turned his head and took a look at Amy who was eating happily at her table.

He wanted to tell her that her pointy ears would not bring shame on her, but envy and admiration.