Joshua was carrying a schoolbag on his back, holding a stick that he tore off from a random tree in his hand, scratching the ground as he walked.

In his mission to find him a new father, the first man he found and was satisfied with happened to be a widower.

Now that his sister was sick, he could only continue this operation by himself.

Joshua thought that he must help Mommy find a Daddy!

As a woman, you need a man!

Before he knew it, Joshua had reached the intersection of the apartment.

Just turn a corner, and he would enter the lobby to get home.

Coincidentally, three or five elementary school boys came out in a group. When they saw Joshua, the leading boy shouted in a very airy voice, "Hey, little devil!"

Joshua was immersed in his own thoughts and did not hear him.

"Little devil Joshua!" the boy shouted again.

Only then did Joshua look up at him. "I'm not a little devil."

"You are so small and thin, and this is the nickname I gave you. When I call you that in the future