Aino had seen the woman squatting by the wall, holding the stray puppy that day. She clearly heard her saying to the dog, "Puppy, where is your mother? Are you looking for your mother? Look at you, you're s o hungry that you can't stand straight. Come, let me give you my pancake to eat. You must find your mother after eating. How pitiful is a child without a mother? If your mother can't find you, she certainly also would be very anxious. Here you go. Quickly have some pancakes. After you've finished eating, you will have the strength to walk and you can go look for your mother."
After saying that, Hana tore up the pancake into small pieces for the puppy to eat. Aino, who had just gotten out of the car, had seen it clearly.
"Mom, that woman was so nice to a stray puppy. How could it be possible for her to treat her daughter badly? I liked her the moment I first laid my eyes on her. I like her very much. It's because she was particularly similar to the way you look before. At that time, you were dressed in ragged clothes, covered in mud, and you would sometimes smell. However,...the happiest thing for Uncle Zayn back then was seeing you return. Even if you came back all dirty, he also would be the happiest.
"I thought...I thought Uncle Zayn would like this.
Because I have always felt sorry for him. Mom and I
have returned to Dad's side, but he can’t return to his dad’s side. He is just all alone, so I thought to find an identical home for him..."
The little child's thoughts were so pure, but also so attentive and kind. Sabrina burst into tears when she heard it, and she hugged Aino. "Baby, you’re right, what you’re thinking is right."
Aino was very upset. ’’However, Uncle Zayn...seemed t o dislike that woman."
Sabrina consoled her daughter. "Baby, you have to think like this, you're the one who loves your uncle the most, right?
Aino nodded. "Of course!"
"You love him, so of course, you wish him to feel happy himself, right?" Sabrina asked.
"Mm-hmm," Aino said.
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