Jubaoge cried a storm at our house, ate a few candies, and then, led by Nanny Zhang, headed home while rubbing his eyes.
After seeing them off, I closed the door and said, "He and Dad really had quite a bond."
My Mom began putting away the Lunar New Year gifts Jubaoge had brought into the cabinet. "Your dad was the same way back then. Without parents, he had to live life constantly gauging the moods of his older brothers and sisters. Looking after Jubaoge—maybe he just saw a bit of his own childhood self in him."
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