Why it never ends

Ding Yuqing stopped what she was doing and looked at her father in surprise.

"Where's my mother?"

Ding Guisheng glanced at his daughter.

"Your mother is still in the hospital. Your brother can just watch there alone. There is no need for me to be there."

"Is she all right?"

"What can happen? Your mother is also funny. At this age, you can fall down when you go out to fetch water. I don't know what is going on in my mind every day. I don't think there are enough things at home... When will your brother-in-law come back?"

"I heard it's tomorrow."

"what time tomorrow?"

"In the morning," Ding Yuqing said softly, "I should go directly to the hospital then."

"Your brother-in-law... Tsk," Ding Guisheng muttered and locked the door, "I said two years ago that he was not in the right state. A man who has to support a family cannot be so lazy, but your sister still doesn't like to hear it, ha, Now that I have a son, I finally know how to fight.”

Ding Guisheng laughed, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, "That's okay, it's not too late."

Ding Yuqing frowned: "It's really good for the child, so you shouldn't leave Miaomiao to my sister, a pregnant woman, at this time -"

"What do you know, little girl!" Ding Guisheng shouted, "If you feel sorry for your sister, go to the hospital to take her place now!"

"I was going there at noon!" Ding Yuqing also raised her voice, "Who doesn't know how to talk? At least I know that if I feel sorry for someone, I will spend more time with them -"

"Stop criticizing Huai! When your sister was pregnant with Miaomiao, no one in the family was around her. When she was hospitalized, I didn't even dare to go out and play chess with others and turn my phone on silent!"

Ding Yuqing stared at her father. Because these words sounded so ridiculous, she forgot to refute them for a moment. She could only chew on the logic in these words and think about why Ding Guisheng could be so stupid.

Ding Guisheng glanced at his daughter and saw that she was speechless. He felt that he had the upper hand in the fight and his anger subsided a bit.

"Your sister is also a confused person. She is in the third trimester of pregnancy and she doesn't know how to lie down. She spends all day doing things at home. I don't see how diligent she is at ordinary times -"

At this moment, a string of musical notes suddenly came from the attic.

Ding Guisheng raised his head and looked back at the door.After a moment of confusion, he walked to the sofa, sat down, and started playing with the teapot on the table.

"Just wait and see," Ding Guisheng said, "Your brother-in-law's career will reach a higher level in two years. Your father, I will leave my words here today -"

Before he finished speaking, another string of notes came from high up.Ding Guisheng put down the cup and finally realized that the sound of the piano he heard just now was not an illusion. It did not come from the neighbor's house, but from his own attic.

"Who's upstairs?"

"tuner."

"Where's the tuner from?"

"...I found it." Ding Yuqing replied in a low voice.

The whole living room fell silent.

A familiar fear once again captured Ding Yuqing's heart. Even if she didn't look towards her father, she knew what kind of eyes Ding Guisheng was looking at her at the moment.At first there was silence and confusion.Confusion means a kind of self-evident judgment. The child is obviously wrong - so wrong that the father can hardly understand the nature of the mistake for a moment, and his own status quickly climbs to the moral high ground in this silence.

A tight eyebrow is a harbinger of rage.Gradually, the confusion dissipated, and his eyes began to bulge slightly from the exertion.Those dark pupils appear smaller in the middle of the suddenly increasing whites of the eyes, and the father's anger finally reaches an appropriate peak, which can be turned into a slap, a fist or any kind of violence -

"It's time to tune the piano in the attic!" This unoriginal trick made Ding Yuqing feel unbearable. She took the first step and shouted loudly, "Even if you don't like it anymore -"

Ding Guisheng suddenly grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it towards Ding Yuqing. Ding Yuqing didn't react at all. It wasn't until the teacup grazed the tip of her nose and hit the wall not far behind her that she was hit by the sudden attack. The crackling sound startled him.

"Who asked you to do this!" Ding Guisheng slammed the table, "Is it your mother? Or your sister -"

"...Why are you so crazy!" Ding Yuqing felt the blood all over her body surge up, "I feel sorry for my mother who has to avoid people when practicing the piano these past few years. From now on, if she wants to play, she can play at home, and she can play at home as well. It’s not that there’s no piano, so why does she have to—”

Ding Guisheng shouted loudly and grabbed the edge of the coffee table with both hands, trying to overturn the low table in front of him.However, this solid wood coffee table was so heavy that he couldn't shake it even if he tried his best.

After several efforts, Ding Guisheng's face turned purple. He gasped for air. After a while, he stood up again, opened his arms and pushed everything on the table to the ground.

"How long are you going to keep messing around!" Ding Yuqing screamed, "Every time you make a mess at home, what you end up cleaning up is--"

Ding Guisheng turned around, grabbed the children's chair on the side, and threw it towards Ding Yuqing.Ding Yuqing quickly squatted down with her head in her arms. The chair flew past her head and fell apart quickly with a loud noise when it landed on the ground.

"Who are you!" Ding Guisheng said word by word, "No one in this family has ever! You can talk to me like this -"

The two doors opened at the same time.The sound engineer upstairs poked his head out in horror, and Hesta downstairs had already walked out of the room quickly - she had just finished making a phone call when she heard smashing sounds coming from outside.

"what happened--"

"Go back to your room!" Ding Guisheng glared at Hesta, "You have nothing to do here!"

Hesta didn't seem to hear. She quickly ran to Ding Yuqing, "Yuqing? Are you okay..."

Ding Yuqing held her head and choked with sobs. Just when she was about to say something, Ding Guisheng on the other side had already had another attack. He was shouting at a fast speed and making sparks with his gestures.

Ding Yuqing under the table couldn't listen to anyone at the moment - neither Hesta nor Ding Guisheng.She bit her lip and trembled slightly, as if someone had suddenly strangled her life.

Between the many chair legs and table legs, she looked at her father's feet. As long as those feet were still in sight, she was safe, but once those feet disappeared...

Ding Guisheng came over cursing.

"Ding Yuqing! Your father is talking to you!"

Ding Guisheng walked around behind his daughter and angrily tried to grab her by the collar, but his hand was suddenly pinched by Hesta midway.

Their eyes met, Ding Guisheng looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

"You sit first."

Hesta kicked away the chair beside him, grabbed Ding Guisheng's wrist, and pushed him down.

"Don't worry. If you have anything to say, just say it. Okay."