บท 105: Chapter 107: Digging Coal

Every time Tang Zhinian saw the little dark-skinned girl before him, he couldn't help but weep, tears streaming down his face as if rivers of noodles.

This was not his soft and delicate daughter, but some coal miner from who knows where.

"Why the hell are you crying?" Chen Zhong had had enough of Tang Zhinian's foolish demeanor, he was weepy and sorrowful every day as if he had stolen his money.

"Uncle Zhong, can you stop my daughter from going to the mountain?"

For so many pitiful years, he had painstakingly raised his daughter, fearing her skin would darken. It was only now he realized how sensitive Little Yuxin was to sunlight. One day in the sun and she looked like a coal miner.

Before, she was like a white steamed bun, but now she had become a darkened bun.

"What would she do if she doesn't go to the mountain?" Chen Zhong really wanted to slap Tang Zhinian. "Can you, a grown man, not be so damn pathetic?"