Moving Bricks to Provide for You (VII)

Fu Pei thought he had a large appetite himself, but Fu Ting could eat twice as much of the quantity of food that could feed him. All of the food in his house was finished.

As he looked at Fu Ting's thin arms and legs, Fu Pei could not help but start to doubt his life. He had no idea where the food Little Fool ate had gone to. Could her stomach be big enough to fit a boat?

"Daddy, it's a blessing to eat; that is what you've told me." Fu Ting stuck out her tongue shyly, and her face was with a pure smile. She resembled a newly grown bamboo shoot: fresh and pleasant.

Her body constitution was different from others in the sense that her small intestine could not absorb nutrients well due to hereditary reasons.

Although she ate a lot, her small intestine could not fully absorb the nutrients from the food. As a result, her body did not take in many calories. Without excess calorie storage, she ate much but did not grow fat.

Her doctor told her that she must consume twice the amount of food for each meal to ensure that the nutrients she took were enough. Otherwise, her body would be prone to sickness.

Fu Ting was then puzzled... Fu Pei had no medical history of malabsorption. Did it come from the mother she had never met? 

Fu Pei did not want to speak. His mood at the moment could only be expressed by an extreme emoji… He was regretful! Extremely regretful!

He wanted to slap himself. Why did he get bewitched and agreed to let Little Fool stay with him?

He thought Little Fool was easy to feed. Who knew she was a big eater! How could he afford it?

He would go broke just by feeding her!

Fu Pei's unruly look became complicated. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and raised his head. With an almost unperceivable expectation, he gruffly asked, "You genuinely don't remember where your family is?"

Was it too late for him to send this big eater away?

Fu Ting's hands grabbed Fu Pei's cuffs firmly, and she had a perturbed look as she raised her eyes timidly. "Dad, am I eating too much that you dislike me now? Don't abandon me... I promise to eat less. I'm very filial, and I won't eat your food. I'm your daughter; I'll support you too. I can pick up scrap to make money. I'll buy you whatever you want to eat."

Fu Pei gave her a side-eye, and when he saw her beautiful eyes that were clearer than a lake, they reflected his appearance. Fu Ting looked sincere and pious.

Fu Pei's lips were pursed, and his Adam's apple bobbed. He slowly exhaled as he relaxed his jaw. "I'm not that poor that you have to pick up scrap to feed me."

He accepted his fate and thought to himself… Although she could eat a lot, he could work harder. He could find a brick moving job on the weekend to provide for her.

In addition to moving bricks, he could move cement as well. Fu Pei made a good plan.

#What kind of hellish suffering is this?#

Fu Pei was sad and worried like an old father. In his distress, he habitually took out a cigarette and lit it up.

Before it even touched his lips, the cigarette was taken away by a little girl.

Fu Pei's eyes flared, and his tone was stern as he barked, "What are you doing?"

Fu Ting extinguished the cigarette. Stoic, she asserted with a clear voice, "Dad, smoking is harmful to your health. You're in your puberty now. Your internal organs aren't fully developed yet, and your nervous system is fragile. Harmful substances are more dangerous to you than to adults, so you can easily get cancer. This can also cause coronary heart disease, emphysema, and other diseases when you're old. This might also damage your brain and affect your intellectual development..."

She recalled that Fu Pei's death was due to terminal disease, caused by the sufferings in his youth. He smoked, drank, and stayed up late to socialize; it made him prone to illnesses. When he realized that, it was already too late.

Fu Ting's reincarnation carried a difficult mission. She not only wanted him to walk a righteous path and reach the peak of his life as soon as possible, but she also wanted to keep his body fit to live a long life.

Fu Ting nagged him a lot, much to Fu Pei's chagrin. This was not an ordinary daughter; this was a bossy child!

Fu Ting opened her palm in front of him. "Hand over the cigarette case!"

Fu Pei became even more agitated and sneered. He noticed that she had become such a busybody to stick her nose into his business.

Did she think she was somebody? Would the great Brother Fu listen to her?

Three seconds passed, and Fu Pei—who was with a fierce look on his face—dawdled, took out the cigarette case, and stuffed it into Fu Ting's hands.

Never mind! He was worried she would cry if he denied her. He was extremely afraid of girls' cries.

Fu Ting was satisfied. "I'll confiscate the cigarettes. Dad, for your own health, you can't smoke anymore. And you can't drink alcohol anymore. Eat more, drink more water, exercise, and don't stay up late..."

Fu Pei was taken aback.

This had gotten long-winded!

In the future, he must not have a daughter like Little Fool!

At this moment...

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Little Ting's Diary [Today, she is a considerate and cute daughter.]

#When will daddy pamper me?#