My brother entrusted his child to me, and I livestreamed raising the baby, making the Empress cry wi

However, in the sky, Duoduo, who had run away, did not disappear as the people of the Great Flame Kingdom had expected.

She simply ran to a cabinet behind the activity room door, stood on tiptoe, and laboriously pulled open a drawer.

He took out a small, flat box with a cartoon pattern printed on it, and then ran back quickly.

She ran a little too fast, her face was flushed, and her bangs were damp with sweat.

Duoduo ran straight to Xiaodouzi, who was still curled up on the ground crying, squatted down, and grabbed Xiaodouzi's right hand.

When the hand fell, it was unconsciously braced against the floor mat by Xiaodouzi, and brushed against the shards of crystal, resulting in a small cut.

"Ling'er, why are you crying? Does your hand hurt?" Duo Duo's voice was slightly out of breath from running, and her tone was full of anxiety and concern.

As Duoduo spoke, she quickly opened the small box and took out a strange object with a bear pattern printed on it, flesh-colored edges, and a small white piece in the middle.

She tore open the "paper" on both sides of the thing, and with a somewhat clumsy but unusually serious movement, she aligned the white part in the middle with the tiny red mark on Xiao Douzi's finger and gently stuck it on, even pressing the edge carefully with her little finger.

"Okay, okay, it won't hurt anymore now that I've put on a band-aid, and I don't have to worry about dirty things getting in."

After Duoduo finished applying the patch, she puffed out her cheeks and gently blew on Xiaodouzi's fingers, "Whoosh, the pain is gone!"

After doing all this, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then looked at the shattered crystal swan on the ground, a hint of regret on her small face, but more worry.

She pulled up Xiaodouzi, who was still in a daze, with tears hanging on her eyelashes, and circled around her to check on her.

Confused, she asked, "Ling'er, are you hurt anywhere else? Why are you still crying? Is your hand still hurting?"

Xiao Douzi blankly raised her finger with the band-aid on it, looked at the cute little bear pattern on it, and then looked at Duo Duo's genuine concern. The tears that had been welling up in her eyes rolled down again.

But this time, it wasn't panic and fear, but a mixture of emotion and reassurance.

She shook her head violently, her voice thick with emotion, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore! And I'm not injured... Sister Duoduo, that swan... it must be very expensive, right? I... I didn't mean to..."

"Oh, that," Duoduo waved her hand, acting like a little adult, knowing that Xiaodouzi wasn't crying because of pain, and her tone became cheerful again.

She comforted Xiaodouzi, "Those are just for show, they're not worth much. Really! Our school tuition here lasts a year and can buy so many swans like these! Uncle Lin definitely won't care! Don't worry!"

The other children also came to their senses by this time. A little girl quickly ran over and handed her a tissue: "Ling'er, don't cry, it's okay, wipe your tears."

"Yeah, yeah, it's broken, so what? Ling'er didn't do it on purpose."

"I accidentally broke the teacher's cup last time, but the teacher didn't say anything to me."

……

The children gathered around, chattering amongst themselves. Some offered her tissues, some patted her on the shoulder, and some simply stood by, watching her with concern.

As if to confirm the children's words, Su Wanwan, who heard the commotion, rushed over.

She first nervously squatted down to check on the two little girls: "Are you hurt? Let the teacher take a look."

After confirming that neither of them was seriously injured, and that Xiao Douzi only had a tiny, almost invisible red mark on her fingertip, Su Wanwan visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

She glanced at the broken pieces on the ground, without even frowning, and instead gently comforted Xiaodouzi, "Ling'er, don't be afraid, it's alright. It was just a decoration, it's okay that it's broken. Were you scared?"

As she spoke, she deftly began to pick up the crystal shards on the ground, continuing to speak gently.

"These things are fragile. Next time we play, let's stay a little further away from the shelves where they hold things, and most importantly, let's be careful not to hurt ourselves, okay?"

Soon, another childcare worker came over with a broom and dustpan and quickly cleaned up the debris.

The "dollhouse" area has been restored to its cleanliness and tidiness, as if the accident had never happened.

Xiao Douzi was being led by the hand by Duo Duo. She looked at the children who had gathered around her and at Teacher Su's gentle smile, and finally stopped crying and started smiling.

She felt a warm feeling in her heart, as if a gentle fire was burning from her chest to every part of her body.

No one scolded her, no one hit her.

No one called her a "jinx" or a "money-loser," or cursed him, saying, "Why don't you just die?"

No one pinched her arm or kicked her leg.

that's nice!

This place is wonderful!

“Pah!”

The teacup that Shu Jingwei had just picked up fell to the ground with a tremor and shattered into pieces.

She was completely oblivious, her eyes fixed on the sky, on the ridiculous "band-aid" on Xiao Douzi's finger, on the genuine concern on Duo Duo's and the other children's faces, and on the deep worry in Teacher Su's eyes...

There was no reprimand.

There was no punishment.

even……

No one thought that the crystal ornament, which looked quite valuable, was more important than the tiny red mark on Xiao Douzi's finger, which might not even qualify as a wound.

Duoduo ran off to get that thing called "Band-Aid".

The children didn't gloat or try to distance themselves; instead, they went up to comfort and care for the child.

The teacher's first priority was to check if Xiao Douzi was injured; no one asked about the exquisite ornament.

It's like... breaking a precious crystal ornament is really just a trivial matter.

It's like... for the children in that world, the safety and emotions of their companions are a thousand times more important than an inanimate object.

Shu Jingwei felt a burning sensation on her cheeks, as if she had been slapped hard from afar.

Her previous malicious speculations and smug expectations have now turned into the sharpest irony, striking back at herself.

Why should I?!

Why should she give up her daughter?

Breaking things doesn't punish you; instead, you get care and comfort?!

Why can those people be forgiven so easily!

Why are those kids so indifferent to power and not vying for it?

She thought of herself.

It was a sunny afternoon, and she couldn't remember exactly how old she was.

Her older sister, who was born of the same mother and only one year older than her, was still alive at that time.

That day, she invited me to her palace—actually, she wanted to show off a set of white jade nine-linked rings that my father had recently bestowed upon me.

In a side hall covered with thick carpets, the elder sister proudly displayed the nine-linked rings that shimmered in the sunlight, ordering her to look but not touch them.

She felt envious and jealous. When her older sister turned around to get another toy, she couldn't help but reach out and touch the smooth, cool little thing.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch her, her older sister suddenly turned around and "accidentally" bumped into her with her arm.

"Clang—Crack!"