Lin Qi did not like children.
He had never liked them. Children meant he was already getting old, and he hated that.
But he was very good at disguising himself. For example, he smiled and teased the child with his finger.
After more than ten days, the baby's eyes had already opened, but he actually still could not see.
His eyes had not fully begun to function yet. He could only see a hazy ball of light. His optic nerves were still growing, and it would take another month or two before he could see clearly.
So at this stage, touch was the only way babies perceived the world.
The baby responded enthusiastically to Lin Qi's probing finger. He reached out with a pair of red little hands and tried to grasp it, but failed.
People were always amazing—or rather, living things were always amazing. Something so tiny that it could not be seen with the naked eye could grow into this, and then grow even larger.
Yes, he was a little boy.
The young maid had brought him over for breastfeeding. Her husband still had to work, and summer had arrived. The sewers in the Middle and High-end Community had also become a major problem.
You could never know just how awful some wealthy people were. They should have scooped up the leaves floating in their pools before the dirty water flowed into the sewers and clogged them.
But they did not. They simply opened the drainage valves and watched the fallen leaves and other debris block the sewers.
Then they had to hire a plumber, costing them three to five hundred dollars, to clear the blockage. In reality, they could have spent twenty dollars on a temporary worker to do it.
Summer was the season when the young