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"Oh, you're here. I didn't know you were the stepfather and stepgrandmother. You are so careless to let a three-year-old child play by the lake by himself." Jiang Lin mocked them when he saw them.

Fang Ming was speechless. He looked at An An who was playing on the carpet and felt guilty.

He didn't know how to face his son because of his wife's departure. He even felt that his wife was stimulated to death because of An An, and he blamed An An in his heart.

But now, looking at An An's well-behaved appearance, unlike the screaming and irritable child he had seen before, a very good and obedient child, he only felt guilty and embarrassed.

He couldn't help but think that if his wife hadn't been in trouble, he wouldn't have been so careless towards An An.

He didn't hate this child that much... But what's the point of saying this now? He could only make up for it later.

An An didn't understand anything, but he blamed An An for his wife's death. He lost his wife, and An An also lost her mother.

This made him realize that An An was innocent no matter what.

He should not put the blame on a child, but should take the responsibility of taking good care of An An. After all, An An is the fruit of his and his wife's love and the continuation of their common bloodline.

Thinking of this, Fang Ming felt more guilty.

Postpartum depression was caused by his failure to detect it in time and his failure to accompany his wife well. When his wife called him before she committed suicide, he ignored her as she was making a fuss. If he had paid more attention to her at that time, would An An and his wife not be like this?

Fang Ming's eyes were red and tears welled up in them. He slowly squatted down and hugged An An tightly in his arms. His voice was choked with sobs and guilt: "I'm sorry, An An, Dad was wrong..."

An An was suddenly hugged by Fang Ming. Her body stiffened slightly and she instinctively began to struggle to break free.

However, when Fang Ming's tears slid down his cheeks and dripped onto An An's neck, An An's movements gradually became slow, and he finally gave up resisting and obediently let his father hold him.

Fang Ming gently picked up An An, his eyes full of love and apology.

At this moment, he noticed Leng Yichen, who was still sitting on the ground concentrating on painting. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he remembered the autistic child that the doctor had mentioned.

Leng Yichen in front of him really looks outstanding, which makes people sigh.

Leng Yichen was wearing neat and clean clothes, his face was fair and rosy, and he looked healthy and cute.

In comparison, An An looked very thin, with sallow skin and short stature.

This contrast made Fang Ming feel a pang in his heart. He could no longer deceive himself into thinking that his mother took good care of An An. The facts were in front of him, and he realized that his previous trust in his mother might be wrong.

At the same time, he also understood that An An’s autism was not the only reason why she was difficult to teach, but because of the lack of care and companionship.

This kind of self-blame and regret intertwined together made Fang Ming feel extremely painful.

"An An is a very well-behaved child. He is not as irritable as you might imagine. Like Yi Chen, he likes shiny things. If he gets angry, just give him a small toy like a yo-yo and he will calm down quickly."

Xiao Miaomiao looked at Fang Ming and introduced him seriously. After Fang Ming listened, he nodded to express his gratitude: "Okay, I'll remember it. Thank you, Madam Li."

At this time, Grandpa Li couldn't help but speak up: "Fang Ming, An An is still a child after all. Even if he has autism, he shouldn't be walked with a leash around his neck like a dog." Grandpa Li said seriously.

He had witnessed with his own eyes An An's grandmother putting a rope around An An's neck and leading him away many times.

Sometimes An An wanted to stop, but was forcibly pulled back, which made people feel heartbroken.

In fact, it’s not that no one has advised An An’s grandmother, but she was stubborn and even said bluntly that this was her own family matter and no one else needed to meddle in it.

Later, someone called the police and accused An An's grandmother of child abuse, but when they learned that An An was autistic, the matter was dropped.

Now, Grandpa Li can only hope that Fang Ming, the father, can take it seriously and take good care of An An.

When Fang Ming heard this, he looked at An An's neck. The bruises on it were so obvious. He looked at his mother sadly.

Fang Ming choked up and looked at his mother and said, "No wonder, when I went back, An An had a silk scarf around her neck. You said that it was An An's favorite and must not be taken off."

"Actually, no, it's because you wanted to cover up the scar on An An's neck, right?" Fang Ming didn't know who to blame. His mother dared to do this, and it was also his dereliction of duty as a father, otherwise he would not have let An An suffer such abuse.

"That's because he's hard to take care of. He's a fool, what can I do? I can only tie him up with a leash." Grandma An An still argued.

"Then you can put it around his waist. How can you put it directly around his neck? And you have scars. Do you treat An An as your grandson?" Fang Ming shouted in agony, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger and disappointment.

Tears flashed in his eyes, filled with endless sadness and pain. His hands were clenched into fists, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he was trying to control his emotions.

Grandma An An was frightened by Fang Ming's questioning. Her face turned pale and her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything. Her eyes flickered and she didn't dare to look at Fang Ming, as if she was too guilty to face the reality.

Fang Ming took a deep breath and continued, "Mom, I always thought you would take good care of An An, but I didn't expect you to treat him so cruelly!" There was deep condemnation and heartache in his voice.

"Mom, please stop calling An An a fool, okay? I beg you, you are the culprit that caused An An to be like this. If you hadn't been putting pressure on Nana all the time, Nana wouldn't be depressed, and An An wouldn't suffer from autism." Fang Ming didn't understand why his mother couldn't understand him.

Grandma An An pointed at him in disbelief, "What do you mean? You are blaming an old woman like me for their own faults. I looked down on Anna from the beginning and told you not to marry her. If you hadn't married her, you wouldn't have had this idiot. I'm laughed at every time I go out."

When Fang Ming and the people from the Li family heard this, they looked at Grandma An An in disbelief. This person really was hopeless.

Ouyang Xuan covered Yichen's ears and said, "Mrs. Fang, the child is just autistic, not stupid. And you are being laughed at not because you have an autistic grandson, but because of your own character."