The Husky never imagined that its pile of poop would spark a battle between father and son Huo Feng.
Huo Yao was scolded to tears by Huo Feng...
The little guy cried all the way to the bathroom, while Huo Feng spewed colorful language, occasionally letting out cries of frustration.
As both a mother and wife, Pu Sangzhi followed them quietly, offering no help to either side.
Beside the bathroom sink, little Huo Yao washed his hands with teary eyes, while Pu Sangzhi used her big hands to rub his little hands, her brow gently furrowed...
"Ah... it's so disgusting!"
Facing the mirror, Huo Feng let out a frustrated moan, clearly not in a good state.
Even though he had wiped the dog poop from his face with tissues, Huo Feng felt that the dog poop had penetrated his skin, as if nothing short of cutting away a piece of flesh would rid his skin of its presence.
"Alright."
