Chapter 4 Li Datiao couldn’t hear what others were saying to him, so he focused entirely on taking care of An'an. The child, so small, with hands that were too tiny, felt like a delicate creature in his palm. He dared not apply any force when holding him. He was afraid that even the slightest pressure would cause this fragile little one to lose his golden bean-like tears. An'an could hear what they were saying, but he didn’t yet understand what they were trying to express. As the sky gradually…