Seeing that he still didn't respond, she added, "There's really nothing wrong. If you don't believe me, I'll jump to show you."
Song Tingfan held onto her shoulders and said with slight seriousness, "Don't be reckless."
In the end, he didn't go to call anyone, but he kept the matter in his mind.
...
The next day, it continued to rain lightly outside, and suddenly a man wearing a bamboo hat strode back.
"Daddy."
Song Ling obediently went to get a towel to wipe his hands, then saw him take out a little gray rabbit from his sleeve, its black eyes somewhat uneasy.
He immediately became delighted, "Daddy, where did you catch the rabbit? Is it for me? Is it for me?"
"Yes." Song Tingfan placed it in his hands, carefully observing his expression, and felt relieved to see his joy.
"Thank you, Daddy. Thank you so much, Daddy. You're really good, Daddy, you're really good." Song Ling hugged the rabbit tightly, grinning so widely his mouth was nearly at his ears.
