He Tuo's face still carried traces of tears.
In his life, he'd never seen his own father with such a ferocious face, even raising a thick rope, seemingly ready to lash it at him.
A good man couldn't help but shed a couple of tears; now sniffling, amidst everyone's chaotic efforts, thankfully, he escaped the beating.
But this did not mean the end.
He looked forward again—not getting beaten was because Brother Qiaoqiao's sister intervened.
She said, "This kid is brave, just beating him might not make him remember, so maybe let him eat at the canteen for lunch; he won't starve, and it won't hurt his health."
Those words sounded like a spell.
Although He Tuo didn't quite understand, miraculously, his dad let go.
Moreover…
He patted his belly and whispered, "What does eating at the cafeteria mean? I'm hungry."
Mom gently patted his cheek with affection: "Eating at the cafeteria means that from now on, you'll eat the meals you get from the mountain cafeteria, not with us."
