Ke’er’s Situation

The little girl was about two years old. She looked very cute with her rosy cheeks. As she stood in front of the woman, she passed her portrait to the woman as though she was fishing for compliments.

When the woman looked at it and saw the doodles, she suddenly burst into tears as she said, "Very, very much…. The drawing Si Ling drew resembles father even more than the one I've drawn."

"Mother, why are you crying? Auntie told me those who like to cry are all cowards! Si Ling is not a coward, and you're not a coward too!" The little girl chimed in with her childish voice. At the same time, she tried her best to tiptoed as she extended her chubby hand to wipe the tears off the woman's face.

"Alright, you and I are both not cowards." The woman nodded before pulling the little girl into her embrace for a long time.