The old door creaked open, and the first thing you saw was Erling lying on the floor, playing with a broken plastic train.,Jiang Zhihao saw the frail frame, and also the old clothes that he didn't know where they were picked up from.,Lingling tilted her little head to look at him. After a few seconds, she kissed his face forcefully and giggled, "Then daddy is the good child, you know!"。