Don't Be Too Sad
by Cao Mingxia
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It was eight o'clock in the evening and my daughter was still not back. Liu Yun served the last plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and glanced at the quartz clock on the wall. His inner sigh surged one after another like the evening tide. Without asking, she could guess what her daughter was doing at the moment, huddled together with a few female classmates and playing around, or eating barbecue at an outdoor stall, or with the male classmate she liked. My daughter doesn't like going home, and of course she doesn't like class either. After school every day, away from the teacher and under the eyes of the mother, she can play freely and enjoy happiness. This is the most wonderful time of her daughter's day. Liu Yun took off his apron, sat on the chair in the square hall, threw off his slippers with both feet, crossed his legs, and sat with his knees in his arms.
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