What a coincidence!
An Ning's gaze involuntarily fell on Yu Ziqian's little cheeks as if she were trying to find the shadow of that child in the youngster's face.
Yu Ziqian continued to sob, showing no sign of stopping.
Having just returned from buying groceries, Wang Ma comforted Xiaobao tenderly. "My dear, don't cry, Qianqian's father is a great hero, and we should support Daddy's work, right?"
Yu Ziqian continued to wipe his tears. "I'm not against Daddy's work, and I know he's very busy. But my wish isn't much; I just want Daddy to spend a birthday with me. If Daddy doesn't spend it with me this year, then I have to wait another 365 days!"
Only then did An Ning realize why the child was always flipping through the almanac.
Nowadays, children typically look at electronic calendars, so using a paper one is already quite strange.
So the child had been counting down the days.