"Are you my father I'm okay, they aren't giving me food and they locked me up with the big dog.",The Arctic Ocean, a vast battlefield shrouded in smoke and fire, with countless aircraft carriers and cruisers clashing on the waves.,The child's small hand gripped the metal cage tightly, crying with all their might: "Uncle Jiang, please, I promise from now on I will obediently eat leftover food. I won't make a fuss about eating cake anymore."。