Chapter 60: We have met?

I looked closely again, but all his pictures were distorted.

Perhaps this was because I had no clear view of my father currently, is that it?

But I remembered my mother so clearly now.

Perhaps, the existence of my mother was stronger in my subconscious than my father.

I put down the picture frame.

I heard the giggle of the little girl running upstairs. My mother's voice followed.

"What I said about running?"

The little girl halted and slow down her steps as she walked upstairs. She answered back. Her childish voice sounded all the way down the staircase. "No running after the meal!"

"Good! My princess, listen well. I will check later if you brush your teeth or not."

"Roger!"

My mother looked amused at my answer. She chuckled. "Where did she learn that?"

I also wondered, so I have been this playful yet behave since I was a child?

I nodded. That was gratifying to know that I am not a bad kid.

My mother helped the maids in the house chores.

I followed my mother for a while.